“You made a mistake, Miss Connie,” he said coldly. “You may not get another chance to sell to a good owner like Pop.”
“I’ll not sell Silvertail to anyone!”
“I hope you’re right,” returned the foreman with a shrug. “But after you’ve talked with the banker you may get a different idea!”
CHAPTER III
Bad News
Forest Blakeman’s words gave Connie a strange feeling. For a moment it had seemed to her that the foreman took satisfaction in knowing that she was fighting with her back to the wall. It was almost as if he wished to see her lose Rainbow Ranch.
She brushed aside the thought. After all, had not Blakeman gone without his salary for many months in an effort to stave off financial ruin? It was unjust of her to question his motives. But it would be hard for her to forgive him for trying to sell Silvertail.
Early the next morning Connie took the car and drove in to Red Gulch. She was waiting at the door of the First National Bank when it opened at nine o’clock.
“Come right in, Miss Carl,” invited the president, leading the way to his private office. Connie thought he glanced at her a bit appraisingly as she seated herself opposite him.
She came straight to the point.
“Mr. Haynes, I wanted to talk to you about our note which is coming due in a few days.”