“That was all, but it set me to thinkin' hard. She wa'n't engaged to Loveland; she said so, herself. And yet, if she wanted Jonadab, she was actin' mighty funny. I ain't had no experience, but it seemed to me that then was the time to bag him and she'd put him off on purpose. She was ages too ancient to be a flirt for the fun of it. What was her game?”
CHAPTER X
CAPTAIN JONADAB GOES
Mr. Wingate stopped and roared a greeting to Captain Hiram Baker, who was passing the open door of the waiting room.
“Hello, there, Hime!” he shouted. “Come up in here! What, are you too proud to speak to common folks?”
Captain Hiram entered. “Hello!” he said. “You look like a busy gang, for sure. What you doin'—seatin' chairs?”
“Just now we're automobilin',” observed Captain Sol. “Set down, Hiram.”
“Automobilin'?” repeated the new arrival, evidently puzzled.
“Sartin. Barzilla's takin' us out. Go on, Barzilla.”