“Hello, Billy Jackrabbit!” greeted the Girl, breezily. “Fixed it?”
“Me fix,” he grunted.
“That’s good! Now git!” ordered the Girl in the same happy tone that had characterised her greeting.
Slowly, stealthily, Jackrabbit left the cabin, the two women, though for different reasons, watching him go until the door had closed behind him.
“Now, Wowkle,” said the Girl, turning to her with a smile, “it’s for two to-night.”
Wowkle’s eyelashes twinkled up inquisitorially.
“Huh?”
“Yep.”
Wowkle’s eyes narrowed to pin-points.
“Come anotha? Never before come anotha,” was her significant comment.