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           Heheardastepinthedoorandlookedaround.Lisastoodthere,andherbabywasinherarms.Jimcouldseepasther,wherethelineofoldcarsstoodagainsttheroad;andontheothersideoftheroadthesunwasonthetree-tops,butintherowstheshadehadcome.Lisalookedin,withabird-likeinterest.Herhairwasdamp,plasteredagainstherhead,andlittle,unevenfinger-waveswerepressedintoit.Theshortblanketthatcoveredhershoulderswasdrapedandheldtoonesidewithakindofcoquetry."Iseenyouwasalone,"shesaid.Shewenttothemattressandsatdownandarrangedherginghamdressneatlyoverherlegs."Iheardguyssaythecops’llthrowbombs,an’killusall,"shesaidlightly.

           Jimwaspuzzled."Itdoesn’tseemtoscareyoumuch."

           "No.Iain’tneverbeenascaredo’thingslikethat."

           "Thecopswouldn’thurtyou,"Jimsaid."Idon’tbelievethey’lldoallthat.It’sabluff.Doyouwantanything?"

           "IthoughtI’dcomean’set.Iliketo—justsethere."

           Jimsmiled."Youlikeme,don’tyouLisa?’

           "Yes."

           "Ilikeyou,too,Lisa."

           "Youhe’pedmewiththebaby."

           Jimasked,"How’soldDan?Didyoutakecareofhim?"

           "He’sallright.Justlaystheremumblin’."

           "MachelpedyoumorethanIdid."