“No, he was down the valley after his mail.”
His face darkened again. “That’s another piece of bad luck, too. How much does the old woman know at present?”
“Nothing at all.”
“Didn’t she cross-examine you?”
“Sure she did; but Wayland side-tracked her. Of course it only delays things. She’ll know all about it sooner or later. She’s great at putting two and two together. Two and two with her always make five.”
McFarlane mused. “Cliff will be plumb crazy if she gets his ear first.”
“I don’t care anything about Cliff, daddy. I don’t care what he thinks or does, if he will only let Wayland alone.”
“See here, daughter, you do seem to be terribly interested in this tourist.”
“He’s the finest man I ever knew, father.”
He looked at her with tender, trusting glance. “He isn’t your kind, daughter. He’s a nice clean boy, but he’s different. He don’t belong in our world. He’s only just stopping here. Don’t forget that.”