About noon
She tried to say it was all imagination , and that her nerves were getting the upper hand of her , but in spite of her she shuddered sometimes , just as she had done when Rosa looked at her . She decided that she must be going to have a fit of sickness , and that just as soon as she got in the neighborhood of Mrs. Tanner 's again she would pack her trunk and go home to her mother . If she was going to be sick she wanted her mother . About noon things came to a climax . They halted on the top of the mesa , and the Indians had another altercation , which ended in the man descending the trail a fearfully steep way , down four hundred feet to the trading-post in the cañon . Margaret looked down and gasped and thanked a kind Providence that had not made it necessary for her to make that descent ; but the squaw stood at the top with her baby and looked down in silent sorrow -- agony perhaps would be a better name . Her face was terrible to look upon .