Streeter seemed to be satisfied. "You'll find him a very accommodating gentleman."
"So I hear," said Curtis, and some subtle inflection in his tone caused Streeter to turn towards him again.
"What did I understand your name was?"
"Curtis."
"Where from?"
"San Francisco."
"Oh yes. I think I heard Sennett speak of you. Those biscuit are mighty good. I'll take another. Couldn't persuade you to stay here, could I?" He turned to Jennie.
Jennie laughed. "I'm afraid not—it's too lonesome."
Cal seized the chance to say: "It ain't so lonesome as it looks now. We're a lively lot here sometimes."
Streeter gave him a glance which stopped him. "Cal, you take Hosy and go over to the camp and tell the boys to hustle in two hundred steers. I want to get 'em passed on to-morrow afternoon, or next day sure."