Billy rose to go. "One thing I will tell you, Billy," Lydia went on, "I'm going to take the short dairy course this winter, besides my other work."
Billy looked at the sweet, resolute face curiously, then he chuckled.
"Whenever you deign to unravel the workings of the mystery you call your mind, I'll be crazy to listen," he said.
Early in September, John Levine's will was found. He had left his entire property, unconditionally, to Lydia.
Amos, at first, was frantic with delight. Lydia was appalled.
"All my life," she half sobbed to her father, "I've been fighting to get away from Indian lands. And Mr. Levine knew how I felt. Oh, how could he do this to me!"
"Don't talk like a fool, Lydia!" roared Amos.
Lydia turned to Kent, who was sitting on the back steps with them. He leaned over and patted her hand.
"Why worry about it, Lyd? Your father and I'll look out for it all."
"Do I have to keep it?" asked Lydia, tensely. "Will the law make me?"