"But I don't scare so easy.
She's never been sick in her life, and she has lived through it twice before, why should she die now?
Of course the kid is dead again," he added angrily.
Dannie shut his eyes and stood still.

He had helped plant star-flowers on two tiny cross-marked mounds at Five Mile Hill.

Now, there were three.

Jimmy had worn out her love for him, that was plain.

"Why should she die now ?" To Dannie it seemed that question should have been, "Why should she live ?" Jimmy eyed him belligerently.