a thud and silence. Then pandemonium broke loose. She got out of bed and stood inside her door, trembling. There was a free for all fight going on, within fifteen feet of her. She shot the bolt desperately and stood leaning against it.
Then above the confusion she heard a knock at the door, and Tom's voice, thick but triumphant.
"Lemme in, girl."
She opened the door, and he stood there, swaying but smiling.
"Tha' bunch of roughnecks wanted to sherenade you," he said, "but I told them you hadn't any ear for mushic."
A minute later he was sound asleep on the bed, still fully dressed.
The noise in the passage had ceased. Kay drew a chair to the window and stared out, dry-eyed, at the twinkling lights of the street. The town was very quiet, and the night wind from the mountains brought to her the faintly aromatic odor of the sage in the back country.
She sat there until morning.
