It was as well he went.

I should have skinned him sooner or later if he hadn't.

He realized that.

So did I.

So we agreed to part." So briefly and baldly Burke stated the case, and every sentence he uttered was a separate thrust in the heart of the white-faced girl who sat her horse beside him, quite motionless, with burning eyes fixed upon the miserable little hovel that had enshrined the idol she had worshipped for so long.
She lifted her bridle at last without speaking a word and walked her animal forward through the sparse grass and the stones.