She was quit of him--something no other man had dared attempt for her.

And Billy had liked her better than Lily Sanderson.
Twice Saxon tried to tell Billy the details of her acquaintance with Long, but each time was put off.
"I don't care a rap about it," Billy said the second time.

"You're here, ain't you ?" But she insisted, and when, worked up and angry by the recital, she had finished, he patted her hand soothingly.
"It's all right, Saxon," he said.

"He's just a big stiff.

I took his measure as soon as I looked at him.