“Can this be the same spot that was so dark and lonely yesterday? I’ve had my heartstrings so stretched and tugged at, betwixt joy and sorrow, that I don’t know myself. I––I believe I’m tired! And if I am, it’s about the first time in my life. Well, well! Talking of Christmas––this little supper we’ve just give is about equal to forty Christmases in one. Seem’s if.”

“Dear, kind, Aunt Sally, how shall I ever thank you for all you’ve done for us?” cried Mrs. Trent, appearing at her friend’s side, and impetuously clasping the portly matron. The embrace was so unexpected, for the ranch mistress was never a demonstrative woman, that its recipient was, for the instant, speechless; the next, she had turned herself about and demanded:

“Gabriella Trent, have you had a bite to eat?”

“No. Have you, Mrs. Benton?”

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“Not a morsel. I’m as empty as a bubble. No more has the captain touched a thing. She’s here, there and everywhere, among her precious ‘boys,’ yet not a one of ’em has the decency to say: ‘Share my supper, Lady Jess.’ If they were my ‘boys,’ I’d–––”

“No, you wouldn’t, mother. And I’m glad to see you two women resting a spell. Keep on sitting there. We’re going to wait on you now, and don’t you believe we haven’t put by the pick of the pies for you all! The captain is fetchin’ the tackers, and Pasqual’s fetchin’ the food. But what about old Pedro and the coyote?”

“John, don’t call names, ’specially hard ones. They always come home to roost. But I’m glad you do some credit to your upraisin’, and did remember that somebody else, except yourself, might be hungry. Wait, Gabriell’. Don’t you worry about that Indian. I’ll just step in and fix him somethin’.”

“You’d better not, mother. He’s got all the company he wants at this present writing.”

This was sufficient to spur Mrs. Benton’s energy afresh. Curiosity was her besetting sin, and she could not endure that anything should go on about the ranch in which she had no hand. Rising rather hastily from a chair that was much too frail for her weight, she and it came to grief, and the fact diverted her attention for the time.