Eleanor laid her hand on his arm, and pressed it. "I knew you would face it like that. There's just one other thing. Hold on to that man Jordan; I think he will make you a good friend."
"You like him?"
"That," said Eleanor, "is quite another matter. Anyway, he is a man who could be depended on—and I think he could be firm on points where you might waver. You are a little too good-natured, Jimmy."
Jordan drove his team up before they had said much more, and Forster shook hands with Jimmy as he stood beside the vehicle.
"From what your sister has told us, I dare say you are a trifle anxious about—things in general—just now," he said. "If it is any relief to you, I would like to say that Mrs. Forster and I think very highly of your sister, and that so long as she cares to stay with us we should be very glad to do what we can for her."
Jimmy thanked the rancher, and swung himself up into the vehicle, while Jordan turned to him as they drove away.
"They think very highly of her! They'd be—idiots if they didn't," he said. "Of course, I don't know if that's quite the kind of thing you appreciate from me."
Jimmy said nothing, as was usual with him when he was not sure what he felt, but Jordan went on.
"I never expected to find you had a sister like that," he said. "She's very different from you in many ways. One feels that's a girl with 'most enough capacity for anything."
Jimmy looked at him with a whimsical smile, and Jordan laughed.