'John thinks he's a great little josher, Miss Helen,' he said lightly. 'No doubt you'll meet Mrs. Murray at lunch; you just watch the way she looks at John Carr!—there's the professor waiting for us. John, I'll lay you a bet of another hat!'
'Well?' asked Carr.
'I'll bet you Jim Courtot has turned up again.'
But Longstreet had sighted them and was out in the road calling to them, and Carr made no answer.
Chapter VII
Waiting for Moonrise
For upward of two hours Longstreet and Helen were at the store, making their purchases. Carr said good-bye, promising to look them up at their camp at the ridge by the time they should be ready for callers; he shook hands warmly with the professor, and for a moment stood over Helen, looking steadily into her eyes. She returned his regard frankly and friendlily, but in the end flushed a little. When Carr went out, Howard, saying that he would be back presently, went out with him.
'Two bang-up, square-shooting gents!' cried Longstreet warmly. Helen turned upon him in amazement.
'Papa!' she gasped. 'Where on earth did you get that sort of talk?'
Longstreet smiled brightly.