And she felt, if she did not explain, the wideness of her eyes.

Her father did not look as if anything worried him.

It was a way of his, however, not to show stress or worry.

Lenore ate in silence until Rose left the dining-room, and then she asked her father if there had been shooting.
"Sure," he replied, with a broad smile.

"Jake turned his guns loose on them prowlin' men last night.