He climbed on the mule's back. "I'm thinking Dr. Pinsent would like to be alone," he said.
Miss Ottley nodded and they rode off together. I picked up my swag and trudged after them. It was dry work. About twenty minutes later Miss Ottley rode back alone. She did not beat about the bush at all.
"I want you to put your things on my donkey," she said; and slipping afoot, she stood in my path.
"Not to-day," said I.
"But I'm in trouble, I need your help," she muttered.
"With such a cavalier as Frankfort Weldon?" I inquired.
She coloured.
"And Dr. Belleville. Old friends both, I am led to fancy."
She bit her lips.
"And both of them in love with you," I went on bluntly.