"Please don't. He's too ugly, too lazy; loves nothing but a stallion he owns, and is very uninteresting."
"Indeed!" Suddenly he jumped up. "I have forgotten that I came to see your dad."
"I can't say when papa will be home," she answered, going toward the door and looking out.
"I wanted to see him regarding a little business about boarding. I wonder if he could board me?"
"He'll be home about noon, anyhow."
"That won't be so long, now," said he, regarding the clock.
"So you are tired of baching," she said with a little twinkle of the eyes.
"Oh, baching? Before I started. But that is not what has expedited my wishing to board. I bought some more land. Couple hundred acres of that dead Indian land over south."
"You did!"
"Why, yes." He did not understand her exclamation.