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He said it in such a confidential manner that Wallie thought it was a secret and lowered his voice to answer: "I'm glad of it." He had a notion that he had gotten the best of Canby and wished that Miss Spenceley and The Colonial folk knew he had made a shrewd bargain and gotten a herd started.
Wallie had told himself emphatically that he would never speak again to Helene Spenceley. That would be an easy matter since she had glared at him, when they had passed as she was going in for breakfast, in a way that would have made him afraid to speak even if he had intended to. To refrain from thinking of her was something different.
Wallie laughed lightly, and as he went down to meet the groom who was now at the foot of the steps with the horses he assured her that there was not the least cause for anxiety. "Why, that's a Western horse!" Miss Spenceley exclaimed. "Isn't that a brand on the shoulder?" "It looks like it," Pinkey answered, ruffing the hair then smoothing it. "Shore it's a brand."
He had discovered that by craning his neck slightly when in a certain position he could look through a crack and see the notch in the mountain, below which was the Spenceley ranch, according to Pinkey.
"It's cattle, and they act like somebody's drivin' 'em," Pinkey declared, positively. "Looks like it's too early to be movin' 'em to the mountain." His curiosity satisfied, he gave the wheat his attention. "It looks fine, Wallie," he said with sincerity. Wallie could not resist crowing: "You didn't think I'd last, did you? Miss Spenceley didn't, either.
"I wouldn't lose another night's sleep for a thousand dollars!" "It will be cheaper to change your room, for I don't mean to change mine." The millionaire turned to the proprietor. "Either this person goes or I do that's my ultimatum!" "I will not be bullied in any such fashion, and I can't very well be put out forcibly, can I?" and Miss Spenceley smiled at both of them. Mr.
"I have no doubt that Miss er Spenceley will gladly change her room if I ask her. I shall place one equally good at her disposal Ah, I presume this is she let me introduce you." Although he would not admit it, Mr. Penrose was quite as astonished as Wallie at the appearance of the person who stepped from the elevator and walked to the desk briskly.
Pinkey had left the Spenceley ranch and they were both employed now by the same cattleman. He rarely saw Helene, in consequence, but upon the few occasions they had met in Prouty she had made him realize that she knew his reputation and disapproved of it. In the East she had mocked him for his inoffensiveness, now she criticized him for the opposite.
"It hasn't quite the view, but the furnishings are more luxurious." "But I don't want to change," Miss Spenceley coolly replied. "It suits me perfectly." "I came for quiet and I can't stand that hammering," declared Mr. Penrose, glaring at her. "So did I my nerves and your snoring bothers me. But perhaps," with aggravating sweetness, "I can break you of the habit."
It was plain that he wished to be interrogated further, but Wallie, who was thinking of Helene Spenceley and her indifference to him, was in no mood to listen to other people's troubles. After another period of reflection Pinkey asked abruptly: "Do you believe in signs?" To which Wallie replied absently: "Can't say I do. Why?"
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