"Oh, dear! Now you spoiled it," declared Vi. "Didn't he, Rose?"
"He can't make the wish after he has spoken," agreed the older sister. "No, Laddie; it is too late now."
Margy began to wave her hands and evidently wanted to speak.
"Did you wish, Margy?" asked Vi.
The smaller girl nodded vigorously. Cowboy Jack laughed very heartily, but Rose said to the little girl:
"You can talk now, Margy."
"I wished we'd have waffles for supper," announced Margy, hungrily. "I like waffles."
"And I bet we have 'em!" cried their host, laughing again. "Maria can make dandy waffles."
"Well, I would have wished for something—just as nice if you'd let me," Laddie broke in. "I don't see why I couldn't wish, even if I did speak first."
"That's something mighty mysterious," said the ranchman soberly. "We can't change the laws about wishing. That would bust up everything."