For as
old Judd got better, June's fierceness against Hale melted and her
love came out the stronger, because of the passing injustice that
she had done him. Many times she was on the point of sending him
word that she would meet him at the Pine, but she was afraid of
her own strength if she should see him face to face, and she
feared she would be risking his life if she allowed him to come.
There were times when she would have gone to him herself, had her
father been well and strong, but he was old, beaten and helpless,
and she had given her sacred word that she would never leave him.
So once more she grew calmer, gentler still, and more determined
to follow her own way with her own kin, though that way led
through a breaking heart. She never mentioned Hale's name, she
never spoke of going West, and in time Dave began to wonder not
only if she had not gotten over her feeling for Hale, but if that
feeling had not turned into permanent hate. To him, June was
kinder than ever, because she understood him better and because
she was sorry for the hunted, hounded life he led, not knowing,
when on his trips to see her or to do some service for her father,
he might be picked off by some Falin from the bushes.
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