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Updated: June 26, 2025
The cattleman's clear grey eyes looked steadily from under his grizzly brows into the huckleberry optics of his guest. After a little he said simply, and not ungraciously, "I'll be much obliged to you, son, if you won't mention money any more. Once was quite a plenty. Folks I ask to my ranch don't have to pay anything, and they very scarcely ever offers it. Supper'll be ready in half an hour.
"Only for a minute, Mrs. Trapes." "Supper'll be ready soon your wedding supper, eh, Mr. Geoffrey? You'll have it here with me, you an' Hermy, o' course! Smells kind o' good, don't it?" "Delicious, Mrs. Trapes!" "Delicious is the word, Mr. Geoffrey stooed beef with carrots " "And onions, Mrs. Trapes onions, I'm sure?" "Well, I'll not deny a onion here an' there, Mr. Geoffrey a stoo needs 'em."
"People says it's 'igh up 'ere an' a long way to climb, but wot I says is, it's 'ealthy when you get 'ere, and you 'ave a view. I'll leave you now," she concluded. "When you've 'ad a wash, your supper'll be waitin' for you. in Mr. 'Inde's sitting-room. I expect you'll be glad to 'ave it!" "I shall," he replied. "I'm hungry!" "Yes, I expect so," she said, closing the door.
I'll buy you the whole hotel, if you like. 'Just supper'll do, I guess. You're getting quite the rounder, George. 'You bet I am. There are all sorts of sides to my character you've never so much as dreamed of. They seemed to know Peggy at Rector's. Paul, the head waiter, beamed upon her paternally. One or two men turned and looked after her as she passed.
He was tall and straight and his figure was shapely, despite the thick blue cape that hung from his shoulders. "I guess they ain't any dirtier than Phin Striker's boots are this time o' the year. Put them over here, boy, 'longside o' that cupboard. Supper'll be ready in ten or fifteen minutes, Mr. Gwynne." His smile broadened. He sniffed gratefully.
She had had an early supper, and was to remain in the place until Mr. Hodge had also satisfied his appetite. By this arrangement there was no need of hiring a clerk. They lived in some rooms over the store. "Your supper's ready, William," she said. "I guess supper'll have to wait to-night." "Why?" "'Cause I'm goin' to see if I can't collect damages from Enos Henderson fer what his son done."
"Supper'll be about ready now, children," she said, putting her sock away in its basket, "and while you two are primpin' I'll run down to the bunkhouse and take some chicken broth to Chance that Maggie made him." "Oh, poor old Chance!" Nola pitied, "I've been sitting here enjoying myself and forgetting all about him. I'll take it down to him, mother Banjo he'll come with me."
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