"
"H-m! A little delay does 'em good; gives 'em a chance to think."
"Why, every man has his own way with women, I suppose, but my idea is,
keep them busy--never give them a chance to think. If you do, they
generally waste the chance and forget you altogether."
Another coughing spell overtook Nash and left him frowning down at the
glowing end of his butt.
"She ain't like the rest."
"I wonder?" mused the Easterner.
He had an infinite advantage in this duel of words, for he could watch
from under the shadow of his long, dark lashes the effect of his
speeches on the cowboy, yet never seem to be looking. For he was
wondering whether the enmity of Nash, which he felt as one feels an
unknown eye upon him in the dark, came from their rivalry about the
girl, or from some deeper cause. He was inclined to think that the girl
was the bottom of everything, but he left his mind open on the subject.
And Nash, pondering darkly and silently, measured the strength of the
slender stranger and felt that if he were the club the other was the
knife which made less sound but might prove more deadly.
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