"Yes, he talked to me. I tried to make 'im hush, but he wouldn't. 'Twuz 'bout you, mos'ly. He said he knew city fellers 'n' they's all wicked 'n' dang'rous, 'n' that you's jes' tryin' to run with me to pass the time 'n' make a fool o' me--but I didn't b'lieve 'im!" With the last words she turned toward me a frank and honest countenance. "No, Dryad; you mustn't believe him when he talks that way. I'm sure that Buck is a good man naturally, but he was excited when he told you that. There are some bad men in the cities, and there are some bad men in the country. There are more bad men in the city because there are more people in the city. But he was wholly wrong when he spoke of my motive in going with you--go on." "He said he wasn't goin' to have yo' comin' to see me, 'n' that I mus' promise 'im not to see you agin. I tol' 'im I couldn't do that, 'cause you's goin' to learn me. Then he went plum daffy crazy, 'n' cussed 'n' damned, 'n' bruk a great thick stick he had in 'is han's--bruk it 'n' kep' a-breakin' it till it wuz all in little pieces in 'is fis'--'n' then he flung 'em all on the groun' 'n' stood lookin' at me lak he's goin' to hit me, but he didn't. We's down at the en' o' the path nex' to the road, fur we hadn't gone up to the house. I's skeered fur a w'ile, he looked so big 'n' he's so mad. I didn't know a feller c'd git so crazy 'bout--'bout a girl;--did you?" Her candor never ceased to amaze me. She seemed to be utterly unaware of anything existing within herself which might lead a man up the dangerous heights of Love, whither this brawny one had plainly gone. "Ye-e-s," I answered, slowly. "When a man loves a girl, Dryad, he will do anything when the circumstance which calls for that thing exists." Then, realizing that I was talking riddles to her, I added: "I mean, that when a man's in love, especially if he be a strong man, he won't allow any one or anything to come in the way, if he can help it. And that's Buck's position, exactly. He thinks he can't live without you, and he's a big, husky animal whose feelings largely control him. When another man approaches you, he grows jealous, and jealousy is about the hardest headed, most unreasonable, meanest passion the human family has.... What else did Buck say?" It was too dark now for me to see her expression, but when she replied her voice shook with apprehension, and that haunting note--like a rare minor chord in music--which so moved me when we first met had crept strangely into it, dominating the natural, lighter quality of her speech. "Oh!" An exclamation formed of a trembling sigh was her first word, but she went on almost at once. "He--he said _awful_ thin's! He said he couldn't _stan'_ to see me 'n' you together no more, 'n' he said he's goin'--he's goin'--to _kill_ yo' if--if--" Here Lessie broke down and began to weep in little, spasmodic snuffles, as you have seen small children do.