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He laughed softly, in the quiet, indolent fashion that would have been pleasant if it had not been at her. "It's right kind of you to take so much interest in me. I'd most be willing to oblige by letting your boys rope me to renew this acquaintance, ma'am." Then, "I get out here Miss Messiter," he added. She stopped on the instant. Plainly she could not get rid of him too soon.
Every calf belonging to a Lazy D cow, after being roped and tied, was flanked with the great D which indicated its ownership by Miss Messiter, and on account of the recumbent position of which letter the ranch had its name. It was during the branding that a boyish young fellow rode up and handed Helen a note.
"If you're right determined " He interrupted himself to point to the south. "Do y'u see that camel-back peak over there?" "The one with the sunshine on its lower edge?" "That's it, Miss Messiter. They call those two humps the Antelope Peaks. If y'u can drop me somewhere near there I think I'll manage all right." "I'm not going to leave you till we reach a house," she informed him promptly.
"Then what d'ye mean Who are you, anyway?" His insolent eyes coasted malevolently over her. "Helen Messiter is my name." It was ludicrous to see the change that came over the man. He had been prepared to bully her; and with a word she had pricked the bubble of his arrogance. He swallowed his anger and got a mechanical smile in working order.
And as she looked the bare, curly head was inclined toward her in another low, mocking bow. He was certainly the gallantest vagabond unhanged. Helen Messiter was a young woman very much alive, which implies that she was given to emotions; and as her machine skimmed over the ground to the Lazy D she had them to spare.
If I can't persuade you to join me in a ride, Miss Messiter, I reckon I'll go while I'm still unpunctured." He bowed, and gathered the reins for departure. "One moment! Mr. McWilliams and I are going with you," the girl announced. "Changed your mind? Think you'll take a little pasear, after all?" "I don't want to be responsible for your killing.
This was the right kind of appreciation. He wished his old classmates at the Point could hear how implicitly this sweet girl relied on him. "Certainly. And now, Miss Messiter, if there is nothing you wish, I shall retire for the night. You may sleep with perfect confidence." "I am sure I may, lieutenant." She gave him a broadside of trusting eyes full of admiration.
He was sitting beside Nora Darling in the grand stand, explaining to her the fine points of "roping." Mr. Bob Austin, commonly known as "Texas," was meanwhile trying to make himself agreeable to Helen Messiter. Truth to tell, both young women listened with divided interest to their admirers.
More, therefore I shall not say any thing to wound the feelings of those of his relatives and friends who are left behind. But it is a remarkable fact, that the learned barrister, the Recorder of Shaftesbury, and the once learned and honest attorney, Mr. Richard Messiter, of Shaftesbury, should have left their country, and both have fled to America, under such peculiar circumstances.
He perfectly understood her to mean leaden ones, and the humorous gleam in his eye sparkled in appreciation of her spirit. "I don't want all that fuss made over me. I reckon I'll drop in unexpected," he said. She nodded curtly. "Good-bye. Hope your ankle won't trouble you very much." "Thank y'u, ma'am. I reckon it won't. Good-bye, Miss Messiter."
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