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She thought she understood Alice's headache. And while Dorothy did not dream that her friend cared anything for Lorry, she was not so sure that Lorry did not care for Alice. Perhaps he had said something to her. Perhaps they had become rather well acquainted in Stacey last summer. Dorothy rode toward the Big Spring. She had no definite object in view other than to be alone.
What the Great Idea was, I was to learn later and from other lips. In fact, from the lips of young Phil Stacey, who appeared, rather elaborately loitering out from behind the fountain, shortly after my new friend had departed, a peculiar look upon his extremely plain and friendly face. Young Mr.
"Well, there are Diana and Fred and little Fred and Small Anne Cordelia and Jane Andrews. I wish I could have Miss Stacey and Aunt Jamesina and Priscilla and Stella. But Stella is in Vancouver, and Pris is in Japan, and Miss Stacey is married in California, and Aunt Jamesina has gone to India to explore her daughter's mission field, in spite of her horror of snakes.
Lazard and Stacey made a sudden dash for the door, and in an instant they were in Stacey's waiting car. The chauffeur took off the brake and pulled the lever. Suddenly Craig's pistol flashed, and the chauffeur's arms hung limp and useless on the steering-wheel.
But I telephoned in a story of personal experiences at the Stacey fire and told them they could fix it up as they chose and even sign my name to it. About noon McCormick came in again, looking as fresh as if nothing had happened. He was used to it. "I know where Douglas is," he announced breathlessly. "Fine," said Kennedy, "and can you produce him at any time when it is necessary?"
"And there's Masters," he said insinuatingly. "Not Joe?" said Cressy with a low laugh, turning her eyes to the door. "Yes," said Stacey with a quick, uneasy smile. "Ah! I see we mustn't drop HIM. Is he out THERE?" he added, trying to follow the direction of her eyes. But the young girl kept her face studiously averted. "Is that all?" she asked after a pause.
They hung on his arms and besieged him with questions till he cried out, in jolly perplexity: "Girls, girls! This will never do!" Mrs. Mills brushed out his damp yellow curls with her hands. "You're all wet." "Girls, if you'll let me sit down, I'll take one on each knee," he said, pleadingly, and they released him. Stacey grew red with sympathetic embarrassment, and shrank away into a corner.
His heart was swollen with indignation. He felt as if something fine were lost to him, and the cold outside was so desolate now. Mrs. Allen was in tears; but the old man, having taken his stand, was going to keep it. Herman lost his temper a little. "Well, dad, you're a little the cussedest Christian I ever knew. Stacey, sit down. Don't you be a fool just because he is "
He spoke with the brain-shaking authority of an orator, and Flambeau and Joan Stacey stared at him in amazed admiration. Father Brown's face seemed to express nothing but extreme distress; he looked at the ground with one wrinkle of pain across his forehead.
Among them were Bud Shoop, the giant sheepman, and Lorry, who seemed more anxious than did Shoop to stop at Stacey on their way to the reserve. "Your maw don't know you been to Sterling," Shoop said as they rode toward Stacey. "But she won't care, now we're back again. She'll find out some time." "I'm willin' to wait," said Bud. "I got you into that hocus.