“Certainly not; aren't you two here?” Mona could be very pert when she tried. “Jack and I are holding down the ranch just now; the boys are all on roundup, of course. Jack went to town today to see some one.
“Um-m-yes, of course.” It was Park, still trying to be polite and not commit himself on the subject of Jack. The “some one” whom Jack went oftenest to see was the bartender in the Palace saloon, but it was not necessary to tell her that.
“The river's coming up pretty fast, Mona,” he ventured. “Don't yuh think yuh ought to pull out and go visiting?”
“No, I don't.” Mona's tone was very decided. “I wouldn't drop down on a neighbor without warning just because the river happens to be coming up. It has 'come up' every June since we've been living here, and there have been several of them. At the worst it never came inside the gate.”
“You can never tell what it might do,” Park argued. “Yuh know yourself there's never been so much snow in the mountains. This hot weather we've been having lately, and then the rain, will bring it a-whooping. Can't yuh ride over to the Jonses? One of us'll go with yuh.”
“No, I can't.” Mona's chin went up perversely. “I'm no coward, I hope, even if there was any danger which there isn't.”
Thurston's chin went up also, and he sat a bit straighter. Whether she meant it or not, he took her words as a covert stab at himself. Probably she did not mean it; at any rate the blood flew consciously to her cheeks after she had spoken, and she caught her under lip sharply between her teeth. And that did not help matters or make her temper more yielding.
“Anyway,” she added hurriedly, “Jack will be here; he's likely to come any minute now.”
“Uh course, if Jack's got some new kind of half-hitch he can put on the river and hold it back yuh'll be all right,” fleered Park, with the freedom of an old friend. He had known Mona when she wore dresses to her shoe-tops and her hair in long, brown curls down her back.
She wrinkled her nose at him also with the freedom of an old friend and Thurston stirred restlessly in his chair. He did not like even Park to be too familiar with Mona, though he knew there was a girl in Shellanne whose name Park sometimes spoke in his sleep.