"Perhaps I won't scold you when you come back."
He laughed, and flung up his arm in farewell. Dorothy reined Chinook round, and rode slowly down through the silent woodlands.
Her father came out and took her horse. She told him of their most wonderful camp at the Big Spring. Bronson smiled.
"And Lorry kissed me good-bye," she concluded. "Wasn't it silly of him?"
Bronson glanced at her quickly. "Do you really care for Lorry, Peter
Pan?"
"Heaps! He's the nicest boy I ever met. Why shouldn't I?"
"There's no reason in the world why you shouldn't. But I thought you two were just friends."
"Why, that's what I said to Lorry. Don't look so mournful, daddy. You didn't think for a minute that I'd marry him, did you?"
"Of course not. What would I do without you?"