He had shaped his homeward course so that it would bring him near to Gabriel Druse's house.
He had seen Fleda only twice since the episode at Carillon, and met her only once, and that was but for a moment at a Fete for the hospital at Manitou, and with other people present--people who lay in wait for crumbs of gossip.
Since the running of the Rapids, Fleda had filled a larger place in the eyes of Manitou and Lebanon.

She had appealed to the Western mind: she had done a brave physical thing.

Wherever she went she was made conscious of a new attitude towards herself, a more understanding feeling.

At the Fete when she and Ingolby met face to face, people had immediately drawn round them curious and excited.

These could not understand why the two talked so little, and had such an every-day manner with each other.