Leon and Butch lit cigarettes, but Inez was too emotional to smoke.
They unloaded Inez and rolled her into the house and into her bedroom.
“He has to pay some guy over in the law library,” Inez said.
With time she faded away, though Inez, Leon, and Butch lived with the horror that another Graney might soon be born, somewhere.
With practice, most unpleasant tasks become bearable, and Inez Graney had learned to look forward to the visits.
Inez was so wholly of the palefaces that she disdained an Indian.
For after all he was a man, and young; while the waist of Inez was as pretty as all the rest of her.
Inez came near them from the window, by which she had been standing.
"On that point she may form her own opinion," replied Inez demurely.
Inez had specially loved to work for her brother, that so poverty should not oblige him to dress in a way unbefitting his birth.