“For what?”
“For everything,” she replied.
“There is nothing to forgive. You did not understand—that is all.”
“I understand now.”
“I am glad,” he said simply. “Is that all?”
“No. Kreff has left. I do not know why. He wouldn’t even stop for supper. Just got his stuff and his check and rode away. I need another foreman. Will you take the job?”
“Do you want me?”
“Yes.”
“Then I will take it. Now I go to the bunk house.”
“Wait.”