She argued well.

He was half minded to humor her, for somehow when she spoke of the dead he could see the gleam in her brother's eyes just before he shot him.

Then there was promise in this wooing.

She was no girl to be lightly won, after all.

She could hold her own, and perhaps she would be the better for having her way for a little.
At any rate, there was more excitement in such game.
She saw that she was gaining, and her breath came freer.
"Go!" she said with a flickering smile.