“To Sleepy Cat,” returned Nan, regarding him collectedly.
“No, you’re not,” he announced bluntly.
Nan looked at him in silence. “I don’t want you running to town any more to meet de Spain,” added Duke, without any attempt to soften his injunction.
“But I’ve got to go to town once in a while, whether I meet Henry de Spain or not, Uncle Duke.”
“What do you have to go for?”
“Why, for mail, supplies––everything.”
“Pardaloe can attend to all that.”
Nan shook her head. “Whether he can or not, I’m not going to be cut off from going to Sleepy Cat, Uncle Duke––nor from seeing Henry de Spain.”
“Meaning to say you won’t obey, eh?”