THE EAVESDROPPER We silently rode home in the gathering dusk.

Miss Sampson dismounted at the porch, but Sally went on with me to the corrals.

I felt heavy and somber, as if a catastrophe was near at hand.
"Help me down," said Sally.

Her voice was low and tremulous.
"Sally, did you hear what Miss Sampson said to Steele ?" I asked.
"A little, here and there.

I heard Steele tell her he loved her.