She stared blankly at his coffee cup. Loudon explained about the horses, defended Frum - then, in the rainy night three weeks ago. But her feelings were deeply in Frum, it was not an opinion based on several events. She frowned. Nothing she did not really know for sure, but felt in his heart at the Frum something latent - and it was not to her liking. Last week had the chance to talk to him easily, purely as a friend, but she refrained. Then she spent a restless night, reading a kerosene lamp, and then straddled the horse and went for a drive. On North. She thought Clem Latcher - as part of the team that went to Miles City, which means that one Addi, as she was. She decided to look Addy; but when he reached the crest of the cliff, she pulled on the reins and stopped the horse. She looked at the illuminated house at the bottom, and suddenly realized that she did not want to listen to the chatter of Addy. But then she heard the clatter of hooves and moved down the trail, remembering that bedlendery may be near.