Cordelia sighed almost impatiently.
"Dear me! I—I wish every one wouldn't always say that," she lamented. "It's so discouraging!"
"Dis—couraging?"
"Yes—when you're trying to find some one."
"Oh! And are you trying to find some one?"
"Yes, sir; four some ones."
"Well, I should think that might be difficult—in Texas, unless you know where they are," smiled the man.
"I don't; and that's what's the matter," sighed Cordelia. "That's why I was going to ask you, to see if you didn't know, perhaps."
"Ask me?"
"Yes. That is, if you had been around any—in Texas. You see I ask everybody, almost. I have to," she apologized a little wistfully. "And even then it looks as if I should have to go back to Sunbridge without finding one of them. And I'd so hate to do that!"