"What you want here ?" he asked of her with blurred rage in his voice.
"I want to go to my room," Louise answered quietly but firmly.

"Please stand aside." Now that Louise was face to face with her foe, a new spirit had suddenly possessed her; and standing beside his broncho, a hand on its neck, Orlando almost smiled, for this was Louise with a new nature.

There was defiance and courage in her face, not the apprehension which had almost overwhelmed her as they started back to Tralee, having been rescued by the search-party from Slow Down Ranch.

The night had done something to Louise which was making itself felt.
"You think you can come back here after what you've done--after where you've been--the likes of you!" Mazarine snarled unmoving.

"You think you can!" Louise turned swiftly to look at Orlando and the three men, one riding and two in the wagon, as though to call them in evidence of her innocence; but there came to her eyes a sudden fire of courage, and she turned again to Mazarine and said: "I'm your wife by the law--just as much your wife to-day as yesterday.
You treat me before strangers as if I were a criminal.