A ripple of laughter came from Carolyn June's room.
"Really, I don't mind," she said; "play Bubbles as much as you like—I think it's rather soothing, but truly I must write my letters now so Ophelia can take them to town."
Half an hour later Ophelia appeared dressed for the drive to Eagle Butte. Carolyn June and Skinny went out on the front porch and watched the widow and Parker climb into the Clagstone "Six." As Parker started the engine Skinny suddenly called to him. Parker sat with his foot on the clutch while Skinny hurried out to the car.
"What do you want?" he asked impatiently, "We've got to be going!"
"Lean over here," Skinny said, his face flushing scarlet, "I want to tell you something."
"Well?"
"Stop at the Golden Rule and get me a white shirt size number fifteen and—a purple necktie if they've got any!" Skinny whispered.
Ophelia heard and choked back a laugh.
"Thunderation, he's plumb locoed!" Parker exclaimed, as he jammed the clutch into gear and the car sprang forward.
"Don't forget it, Parker," Skinny called earnestly, "I actually need it!"