Seeing her thus surrounded, Alec did not feel that he need approach.
"I don't know who she is," he said, pointing her out to Robert.

"I happened, in a queer way, to come up here with her." He paused a moment.
Some sentiment such as that she was a queen among women was in his mind, but it did not rise to his lips.

"She would like your help better than mine," he added.

"If you will see that she and her little sister are taken care of, I will stay here"-- he gave a gesture toward the corpse--"till a stretcher comes." "I will do my best to take care of them all," Robert Trenholme answered with a sigh.
Old McNider and his little boy walked behind the women.

Robert, limping as he went, lifted the sleepy child in his arms and joined himself to the company.