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Updated: June 5, 2025
Carolyn June thrilled at the bigness of it all as they swept quickly past the irrigated district close to the town and sped out on the open unfenced range. For miles the country was level with here and there arroyos cross-sectioning into the river valley. Long stretches with the barest undulations made driving a joy and the winding road was a natural speedway.
Chuck and Bert reined their bronchos up to Parker. "We're going over and see how th' Ramblin' Kid is making it," Chuck said. "He might need that filly herded a little to get her through this jam." And they galloped their horses across the track toward the stables. Carolyn June and Skinny decided to watch the sweepstakes from the car, with Old Heck and Ophelia.
"I I would like you to," Carolyn June murmured demurely as she followed up the feminine method of mastering a man, "it would be fun to see her run!" "Is that all?" the Ramblin' Kid asked gently and with a peculiar emphasis. "Isn't that enough?" the girl countered in a tone bordering close to the tender. The answer was slow in coming.
Pitchley in crimson, and Carolyn Pitchley in white, and lots of pretty women, all with the same lovely stockings. There hadn't been any standing about when we arrived, because we were early, not having gone to the Casino first as the others had, and it was a relief to find them; or it was, until I had a great shock.
Anyhow, he's too good with horses " His voice trailed away to a low mutter as they turned in among the willows and cottonwood trees along the bank of the Cimarron. At the upper crossing on almost the same spot where he had lifted Carolyn June from the quicksand to the solid ground of the meadow land, the Ramblin' Kid stopped Captain Jack.
The meeting took place in Mrs. Phillips' drawing-room; he would trust himself to no more strolls on the campus, to no more confabs in college halls. There was protection in numbers, and numbers seldom failed beneath Medora Phillips' roof. They failed this time, however. Mrs. Phillips and Hortense were away at a reading; only Amy and Carolyn were at home. Cope seized on Carolyn as at a straw.
They paired on the work of preparing the meals, Carolyn June and Skinny and Ophelia and Old Heck taking shift and shift about in the kitchen. In this way the work was made a joke, with friendly rivalry between the couples in the preparation of tasty dishes. Old Heck and Skinny surprised the women with their knowledge of cooking.
"Anyhow," he added, glancing again at the cat and Skinny's futile efforts to catch it, "I ain't interferin' this time, at least, with that damned cat!" Carolyn June knew she had hurt with her unintentionally cruel words. For an instant there was a humane impulse to temper their severity.
Carolyn June interrupted, stepping to the door of the stall and opening it, "Captain Jack knows me and I I think the filly does, too I can handle her " as she stepped boldly inside the compartment with the horses. "Don't go in there!" Skinny cried, "Car Carolyn June, they'll kill you!" "You boys keep away!" she laughed. "And don't get the horses nervous!
Strolling from player to player he made mental photographs of each hand, then took his stand behind Penny's chair to observe the horribly farcical playing of it. Poor little Penny! he reflected. She hadn't had a chance against that dumb-bell across the table from her. Fancy anyone's doubling a little slam bid on a hand like Carolyn Drake's or even calling an informatory double in the first place!
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