"Oh, stir up a cake—and make some ice-cream. Can you make ice-cream?"
"You bet I can—with ice. Bring on your ice."
"Ice is easy to get. Cook is what bothered me."
"That ought to be easy," said Burke. "Marry one."
"That's what I'm telling Bailey."
"Why don't you set the example. 'Stelle Clayton—now."
Rivers laughed, but his eyes, directed above Burke's head, met the unsmiling gaze of Blanche and sobered.
"Miss Clayton and I don't seem to get along first-rate," he said, and her face lighted again.
"Well, there are lots of others 'round here—lonesome girls. Blanche, can't you help Jim find a woman?"
Blanche did not answer lightly. She turned to her work. "I guess he can find one if he tries hard."