Remember I'll save you somehow.

We'll try strategy first.

Whatever you see or hear me do, don't think less of me--" Jennie checked him with a gesture and a wonderful gray flash of eyes.
"I'll bless you with every drop of blood in my heart," she whispered, passionately.
It was only as she turned away into the room that Duane saw she was lame and that she wore Mexican sandals over bare feet.
He sat down upon a bench on the porch and directed his attention to the approaching couple.

The trees of the grove were thick enough for him to make reasonably sure that Mrs.Bland had not seen him talking to Jennie.
When the outlaw's wife drew near Duane saw that she was a tall, strong, full-bodied woman, rather good-looking with a fullblown, bold attractiveness.

Duane was more concerned with her expression than with her good looks; and as she appeared unsuspicious he felt relieved.