By whom?
Not by one man, but by several, by many, she had meant.

Pshaw! he had only been sympathetic and drawn by a strange girl in the woods.

To-morrow he would forget.

Work there was for him in Grass Valley.

And he reverted uneasily to the remarks of his father until at last sleep claimed him.
A cold nose against his cheek, a low whine, awakened Jean.