"I think I will," decided Roy.
"Besides, you have still a visit to make."
"A visit?"
"Exactly. You must call on that lady of the runaway."
"Oh! I reckon she has forgotten me," answered the boy from the ranch.
But he had not been forgotten, as a visit to the lady's home quickly proved. He was royally entertained, and the lady's husband insisted upon presenting him with a ruby scarf pin, doing so in the names of both his wife and his little daughter.
"And now you've got to make me a promise," said Roy to Mortimer De Royster, when the boy from the ranch was ready to go home.
"All right, Roy, anything you say goes."
"You must visit our ranch soon. I'll show you the best time possible."
"I don't know what sort of a figure I'd cut on a ranch," answered the jewelry salesman, with a faint smile. "Don't forget how I got mixed up with those sharpers when I was out in your neighborhood."