"I'll show you where she is, sure.

But can't you leave her be till we're ready to start?
She--it ain't right to bring her here." "She'll want her supper," the sheriff reminded Mart.

"We'll be driving all night.

Is she sick abed ?" Casey lay down again and turned his face to the wall.

He remembered the old woman now, and he hoped sincerely they would not bring her into the cabin.