An’ eef you got some jobs to did, of which you do not wanna,
Go ’head and take siesta now; tomorrow ees mañana!”
“Guess that’s a hint we’d better take our siestas,” Hall said to the boys. “Big day ahead mañana.”
“This country sort of grows on one,” Sandy said to Kitty as they shook hands. “I’m beginning to feel at home already.”
“Oh, you haven’t really seen anything yet,” the girl answered. “If you and Mr. Taylor get up in the neighborhood of my school, look me up. I’ll show you some of the wildest and most beautiful country on earth.”
“Mother said I’d fall in love with the place.” Sandy took a last look across the sleeping desert. “She was born not far from here. Met my father when he was working for the U.S. Geological Survey.”
“How interesting,” cried the girl. “Maybe my folks know her. What was her maiden name?”
“It was Ruth Carson.”
“Oh!” Kitty snatched her hand out of his. “She’s related to Kit Carson, isn’t she?”
“The general was my great-uncle,” Sandy said proudly. “That’s why I’m so interested in this part of—”