So--you have come back alone!" "He has gone back to his own cabin," Burke said.
"Burke!" She looked at him with startled, reproachful eyes.

Her hair lay in a fiery cloud about her shoulders, and fire burned in her gaze as she faced him.
He made a curious gesture as if he restrained some urging impulse, not speaking for a moment.

When his voice came again it sounded cold, with an odd note of defiance.

"I've done my best." She still looked at him searchingly.

"Why wouldn't he come here ?" she said.
He turned from her with a movement that almost seemed to indicate impatience "He preferred not to.