“You must not mind the way us girls carry on,” she was saying earnestly, “your sister is out here for a good time and Percy is a curiosity to us. We know he is a harmless creature with more money than brains, for didn’t you say so yourself, Sir Jack?”
He looked a little sheepish.
“Come, now,” she continued, “take us down to see the cowboys, we have a little time before breakfast and your sister is quite interested in Bud Anderson. She thinks he is about right, and I want you to help me in showing her a good time while she stays at the ranch.”
He stirred uneasily.
“Who is the more interested in Bud, you or Ethel?”
He put the question suddenly.
They had drawn a short distance away from Ethel and Percy. Josephine remained silent, her fingers busily toying with her handkerchief.
“You haven’t answered my question,” he continued relentlessly.
“That is for you to find out, Sir Jack,” she answered naively, and broke away from him to join Ethel and Percy.
“Come, Ethel, Sir Jack looks real blue and we’re all going down to the corral,” she said.