"It was the devil." She sobbed a moment, and then laughed hysterically again.

"Did you see Mrs.
Bergstrom faint?
And it only touched her in the face.

Why, it was on my shoulder and touching my bare neck like the hand of a corpse.

And I didn't faint." She laughed again.

"I guess, maybe, I was too scared to faint." "Come on back," Saxon urged.