But she insisted on my eating and drinking, and saw to it herself in her sharp, masterful way.
She was tying the sling behind my neck when my grandfather and George Hamon came in together.
Uncle George gave me very hearty greeting, and they complimented Aunt Jeanne on her handiwork, and then asked her advice, and all the while I was in fear lest some incautious word from one or the other should weight Carette's heart with over-sudden news of her brother's death.
"Jeanne Falla, we want your views," said my grandfather.

"It is in my mind that Torode will come back for these two.

Phil holds his life in his hand.
What others know is hearsay, but Phil can swear to it.

I cannot believe he will rest while Phil lives.

He can bring sixty or eighty ruffians down on us, and I doubt if we can put thirty against them.