“Scrumptious! But say, I’ve got the divinest news—what do you think? Popsy has known it all day and never mentioned it—forgot all about it, he said, until just before he and mother trotted off to bed. Did you ever hear of anything so outrageous? And now half the folks have gone home, and I can’t tell ’em. Oh, it’s too spiffy for words! I’ve been longing and longing for it for months and months and months, and now it’s going to happen—really going to happen—actually going to happen on Monday!”
“For Heaven’s sake, little one, unwind, and get to the end of your harrowing story. What’s going to happen?”
“Why, the K. K. S. company is coming on Monday, and Wilson Crumb is coming with them!”
Shannon staggered almost as from the force of a physical blow. Wilson Crumb coming! Coming to Ganado! Short indeed had been her sweet happiness!
“What’s the matter, Shannon?” asked Custer solicitously.
The girl steadied herself quickly.
“Oh, it’s nothing,” she said, with a nervous laugh. “I just felt a little dizzy for a moment.”
“You had better go in the house and lie down,” he suggested.
“No, I think I’ll go home, if you’ll drive me down, Custer. You know ten o’clock is pretty late for us.”
“It’s Saturday night,” said Eva.