She waited.

She wanted Wagalexa Conka to call her in that kindly, imperious voice of his--the voice of the master.

This leading woman would see, then, that here was a girl more beautiful for whom Luck Lindsay felt the affection of family ties.
She waited, flattened against the wall, listening to every word that was spoken in that buzzing group.

She saw the last bundle taken from the machine, and she saw Luck's head and shoulders disappear within the tonneau, making sure that it was the last bundle and that nothing had been overlooked.

She saw the driver climb in, slam the fore-door shut after him and bend above the starter.