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Anderson's characteristic exclamation might have meant little or much. "Lenore, what ails the boy?" "Nothing that I know of. He has been as as happy as I am," she replied. "Then it's all settled?" "Father, I I " Kathleen's high, shrill, gleeful voice cut in: "Sure it's settled! Look at Lenorry blush!" Lenore indeed felt the blood stinging face and neck. Nevertheless, she laughed.
He looked younger. There was color in his face. "Kathleen, I'll take charge of Mr. Dorn now, if you will allow me that pleasure." "Lenorry, I sure hate to give him up. We sure had a fine time." "Did he like 'Many Waters'?" "Well, if he didn't he's a grand fibber," replied Kathleen. "But he did. You can't fool me. I thought I'd never get him back to the house."
"Breakfast is waiting. Did you fetch me anything?" "Yes, a new sister," replied Lenore, dreamily. Kathleen's eyes opened wide. "Where?" Lenore place a hand over her heart. "Here." "Oh, you do look funny.... Get up, Lenorry. Did you hear the shooting last night?" Instantly Lenore sat up and stared. "No. Was there any?" "You bet. But I don't know what it was all about."
"But if you chase them away, it 'll only be into another state, where they'll make trouble for other farmers. You don't do any real good." "My dear, I reckon you've said somethin' strong," he replied, soberly, and went out. Then Kathleen came bouncing in. Her beautiful eyes were full of mischief and excitement. "Lenorry, your new beau has all the others skinned to a frazzle," she said.
"Reckon you'd better go in now, Miss Lenore.... Don't you worry none or lose any sleep." Lenore bade the cowboy good-night and went to the sitting-room. Her mother sat preoccupied, with sad and thoughtful face. Rose was writing many pages to Jim. Kathleen sat at the table, surreptitiously eating while she was pretending to read. "My, but you look funny, Lenorry!" she cried.
But I'm glad we went. I saved Dorn's wheat." "I'm glad, too, father. Good-night!" He bade her good-night, and went out, locking the door. Then his rapid footsteps died away. Wearily Lenore climbed the stairs and went to her room. She was awakened from deep slumber by Kathleen, who pulled and tugged at her. "Lenorry, I thought you was dead, your eyes were shut so tight," declared the child.
She squealed with delight, and, manifestly surrendering to a long-considered temptation, she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him close. "It's perfectly grand!" she cried. "But what a chump you are for going at all when you could marry Lenorry!" That was Kathleen's point of view, and it must have coincided somewhat with Mr. Anderson's.
"Yes," ordered her mother. "But you'd never thought of it if Lenorry hadn't said so," replied Kathleen. "You should obey Lenore," reprovingly said Mrs. Anderson. "What? Me! Mind her!" burst out Kathleen, hotly, as she got up to go. "Well, I guess not!" Kathleen backed to the door and opened it. Then making a frightful face at Lenore, most expressive of ridicule and revenge, she darted up-stairs.
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