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It was a wicked thing to run him down like that, but Wiley hasn't got the decency of a coyote, and he had it in for José." She broke off suddenly, and held her hand out to the young engineer. "Adios, stranger, and thanks for your help." "But won't you let me take you home, or wherever you are going?" Thode asked. "No, thanks. I left my basket down in the ditch " "I'll get it for you," he urged.
Am I imagining things, or have you been ill?" "I had an accident just after you left Limasito. It was nothing serious, just a slight concussion, but it laid me up for some weeks," Thode replied easily. "That is what delayed my work and prevented my return before." He looked beyond her as he spoke, and his face darkened swiftly.
The talk drifted into a discussion of relative values and prospects, and when Thode cantered down the driveway an hour or so later he had secured a good working knowledge of the surrounding country with which to commence his labors.
Her voice rang out steadily and clearly above the roar of conflict. "I'll take care of myself and Dad until you come! Hasta la vista!" Thode drew a deep breath, and, turning, made for the door and across the patio, miraculously cool and calm beneath the dimming stars.
Thode had caught a glimpse of the patio as he swung past; it had looked cool and green and inviting, with a fountain playing and little tables scattered about. What was it, anyway, and how could one meet a girl who lived there? The curious old tale of the Lost Souls' Pool was temporarily forgotten in speculations of a more warmly personal nature. Was she an Americano?
Willa rose slowly to her feet, staring at him as if she could not believe the evidence of her own ears. "You you cannot mean it!" she gasped. "It cannot be true; there is a mistake somewhere! Please, say that again, Mr. Thode!" He told her all that he had learned in New York, and she listened breathlessly, her varying color concentrated in two vivid burning spots upon her cheeks.
"Hello, old man! You're looking wonderfully fit again, thank the Lord! Did you find that important something or other that was worth more than the pot of gold?" Thode smiled as they shook hands. "I found what I went after," he replied quietly. "And you? I hear you're settling into the harness in great shape." Winnie flushed.
An unaccountable shyness, too, took possession of her at the possibility of meeting Kearn Thode beneath his sister's discerning eye, and as soon as she could courteously do so, she tore herself away from her disappointed hostess and went over the bridge to José. The cripple's fever had abated, but he was still very weak.
The brief note she had received from Kearn Thode, after he had thrashed Wiley at the club, was engraved deep in her thoughts with every line distinct and the characters on the paper before her eyes were so similar in every detail that it seemed impossible for them not to have been fashioned by the same hand.
I suppose that is why we have not happened to meet since that first dinner; I do not follow the beaten path, as a rule." "Nor I, except when I am led by the nose!" Willa responded, laughing, too. "But tell me, is Mr. Thode improving?" Mrs. Beekman gave her a swift, keen glance. "Oh, yes! He suffered a mere scratch or two; you know what babies men are about such things.
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