"We'll talk of that another time. And you got your appointment! How pleased the General must be."
"Yes—rather! He's no end pleased. It's been his dream, you know. As far as I'm concerned I'd as lief take to ranching. I'm pretty much in love with that Texas of yours. Look at the brawn it's put on me."
He doubled up his arm to show the muscle, and Blue Bonnet nodded approvingly.
"It's certainly made you over," she said. "You look as if you could fight now. You'd have made a poor soldier before!"
The fifteen minutes passed with lightning rapidity.
Blue Bonnet got up first.
"It seems very—inhospitable," she said, "but I reckon I've got to ask you to go now."
"Go? Why, I've just come!"
"I know, but Miss North said you could stay fifteen minutes—that's all. I don't know how she ever happened to let me see you in the first place. I'm just a bit in disgrace this week."
"I had a very pressing note from your aunt, that's why, I fancy. I sent it on up before I saw you. Miss Clyde said I was to see you; she doesn't usually mince matters."