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Landy's bow was a mixture of bends at the waist, neck, and knees. "And the next two, while not direct parties to the hoss trade, are responsible for my upkeep, who shelter and feed me and the hoss, Mister and Mistress James Gillis." Again the applause was generous and hearty.

At the halt, and during Landy's remarks, he gazed at the towering peaks on the one side and the yawning ravine on the other, and suggested that he, Landy, could no doubt construct the proposed improvement some afternoon when he was resting from his strenuous work in the hay field. The sarcasm was ignored. Landy searched out a convenient crossing of the little stream.

I wouldn't take your money under any condition, it would add complications, but I am going to take your advice. From now on, I'll try to do as you say, try to save myself for the glorious finish that you picture." The arrival of Jim in the old car and Landy's clamorous calls broke up the conference. Davy hurried out to join his friend in their planned trip to the B-line ranch.

It will save her a lot of worry," said Davy, and he hastened back to the house. Presently he rejoined his companion, who was watching a party of horsemen coming down the lane back of the stables. "Looks like a retreat," was Landy's comment. "I don't see eny scalps a-hangin' on their spears." "How big is this Bar-O affair, how many acres?" questioned the little man.

Howdy, Mis Carter! Must be big news in the wind, if you two hit Pinnacle Pint same time, same day. What's up?" "Maddy is anxious to see Mr. Welborn," Mrs. Carter replied gravely to Landy's facetious banter, "but I don't know how to get back to where that gas engine is chuffing.

I know where I can sell a lot in the city. I just don't want to think just rest a bit and let this blessed peace get a good hold of me again." Her voice rose sharp and eager and Miss Susie smiled a quizzical smile and the old order was again restored. A door slammed and Landy's voice came to them, this time in a wailing gospel hymn, and Mary Louise sprang to her feet.

For the time being, caution was thrown to the winds; all Landy considered was the rapidity with which he could get past that ominous tree containing Toby's bobcat. Perhaps Landy's heart was beating a regular tattoo as he found himself actually compelled to pass under the tree itself, owing to the narrowness of the channel at just that part of the runway.

"No," she said half regretfully, "Landy's stayed with me." "And done the cooking, I suppose?" "He did after Wednesday." "And Wednesday? You tried it until then, I suppose?" Mary Louise's tone was all reproach. Miss Susie did not deny it. They sat for a moment in dismal accord. Mary Louise had a sudden feeling as though the family were breaking up.

Landy, too, sensing the importance of coming events, improved his appearance by buttoning up his shirt-front. The ride to the B-line was unimportant. Adine Lough was ready with the roadster. By ten or eleven o'clock the party was in Adot. At the bridge they stopped to lay back the top. Adine drove slowly up Main Street; Davy stood in the middle with his hand on Landy's shoulder.

Sass 'em if ye want to, en kid 'em out of the hundred if ye can," was Landy's final caution as the party of horsemen dismounted and loitered to hear Potter and Landy's caustic comments before going to their car, parked outside the gate. Landy introduced Davy as a newcomer. "Ye should have had my podner here with ye this mornin'," badgered Landy.