"Yes, I thought you did. But I'm not—even if I did want to kiss you."
"You can do it again if you like," Turkey suggested with sudden enthusiasm.
"Perhaps I shall when you come to pay me that long visit."
Turkey frowned. "I guess you don't know how things are. Angus—"
"Now, Turkey, listen to me: The whole trouble with you Mackays is that you are too stiff-necked to get together and talk over your differences frankly. Angus has his faults, but his good qualities outweigh them. He's a man, Turkey, and I'm proud of him."
"Oh, he's a man, all right," Turkey admitted frankly. "I never said he wasn't. He's a darn good man; but all the same he's a darn hard man for me to get along with. But it's funny. I was going to the ranch to-day to see you."
"That was nice of you."
"I didn't mean it that way. I wanted to give you the deeds to your land."
"My deeds? But I have them."
"Are you sure?" Turkey exclaimed.