If you will come out into the kitchen I will get it for you." Calumet did not move.

Had Betty shown the slightest dismay or perturbation at sight of him he would not have hesitated an instant in walking past her to get the food which she had said was in the kitchen.
But her easy unconcern, her cool assumption of proprietorship, aroused in him that obstinacy which the revelation of her power over him had brought into being.

He did not purpose to allow her to lead him to anything.
"I don't reckon I'll grub," he said.
"Then of course you have been to Lazette," she returned.

"You had dinner there." "Look here," he said truculently; "does it make any difference to you where I've been or what I've done ?" "Perhaps it really doesn't make any difference," she answered calmly; "but of course I am interested.

I don't want you to starve." His face expressed disgust.