“Where are you going now, Bud?” she asked.
“Back to the sheep.”
“Can I do anything to help you?”
“I can only think of one thing, and that is to marry me.”
“Everything in time, sir!” she reproved him. “Get your muttons out of the way and then you can have me.”
Larkin groaned. Then he said:
“If anything comes for me or anybody wants me, I want you to do as I would do if I were here. Things are coming to a climax now and I must know all that goes on. Watch Stelton especially. 189 He is crooked somewhere, and I’m going to get him if it takes me the rest of my life.”
Suddenly there was a loud knock from outside the girl’s bedroom door, and they both listened, hardly daring to breathe.
“Julie, let me in!” cried Mrs. Bissell’s querulous voice. “Where’s your father?”
“Run, dear boy, for your life!” breathed the girl.