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“As afroested that we share it”

“Giles? Bull Giles?”

“Yes He’s arrived here in Dodge” She included the obvious information

“As your husband, I have the right to request that you have nothing more to do with that man,” Benteen stated

“I haven’t given you any cause to make that request,” Lorna replied coolly “Besides, we’re leaving tomorrow More than likely Mr Giles is another person I’ll be telling good-bye and never seeing again”

“That’s the second time you’ve said that Is there a particular reason why you keep bringing it up?” Benteen grew stiff

Lorna wished devoutly that she hadn’t It was too depressing “No No reason,” she said in a dispirited tone A wry srown up soood-bye and not cry all day about it” This tied the subject “Have you eaten?”

“No”

“Shall we go into the dining rooested “I’ll have a cup of tea while you eat”

That evening, Lorna retired to their hotel rooain made his excuses not to stay Too restless to sleep, Lorna sat on the bed and read the newspaper he had bought earlier

She was surprised by a knock on the door It seemed unlikely that Benteen had come back so early, and he had a key to let himself in She doubted that Bull Giles would be so bold as to colanced at the valise near the bed where she kept the pistol Benteen had given her

“Who is it?” Lorna demanded, and moved to the end of the bed closer to the valise

“I am Lady Crawford’s maid,” came the precisely spoken reply “She sent me by with some lotion for the madam”

Lorna hadn’t exactly forgotten about it, but she thought the woman had She crossed the room and unlocked the door When she opened it, theoutside She wore a black dress with a pristine white apron and a ruffled cap atop her head She looked as starched and stiff as her clothes, as she lance at Lorna

“The lotion, madam” She seemed to sniff her disapproval as she presented Lorna with a small jar