CHAPTER X
“Jo!” called Pen, running down the road as she spied him driving away in a lightweight mountain wagon.
Quickly he reined in the pair of prancing horses.
“What ’tis, Miss Penny Ante? Isn’t it great that I am back to stay?”
“Indeed it is. Where are you going and may I go, too?”
“Over to Westcott’s, and I’d love to have you go with me.”
“I’ll have to get a furlough and a hat. Just wait a moment.”
She found Kurt and asked his permission with all the pretty pleading of a child in her voice. Her face was singularly young; her eyes like a mirror.