Five minutes later in the hallway Andrews caught Guthrie just as he was chasing downstairs after Hanlon.
"What are you going to do?" he asked curiously.
"I am going to send Hanlon out to the telegraph station," said Guthrie. "I'm going to wire to Denver for a pink sash!"
"What she was raving about?" quizzed Andrews. "Are you raving too?"
"It's the only blamed thing in the whole world that she's asked for that I can get her," said Guthrie.
"It'll take five days," growled Andrews.
"I know it!"
"It won't do her any good."
"I can't help that!"
"She'll—be gone before it gets here."