The irony is, Kate would understand. She's stumbling towards that understanding herself. She'd started to think in terms of lines of sight after her ma's arrest, after her brothers were outlawed. Which way will the police come. If I go this way through the trees, can I be seen.

But Miss Peggy has a posh voice and had been wearing the remains of red on her nails, and Kate doesn't want to spoil whatever image she presents to the older woman. Someone nice. Someone who doesn't understand the basics of how to move stolen cattle around.

So she goes with the explanation, assuming it's mostly correct. Goes with it, and tosses Miss Peggy a sudden smile.

"Good luck without the tools. Although I've heard that bashin' things a fair bit can help."