“Yes.... I want to see the herd come in. I’ll hurry, Dad——”
She ran upstairs after Mazie.
Her father passed his huge hand over his face absently; then, very deliberately, he scratched his grizzled head.
Si broke the silence: “She’s a hum-dinger, Pa. I’ll say so.”
“Hey?” grunted Elmer, scowling at his son.
“Ain’t she?” insisted Cyrus.
“Waal, I dunno. She dresses kinda tidy.”
“She looks like she did when we all seen her on the screen,” said Si. “I guess she’s made her pile. They all get big wages in the movies. You gotta go to the city to make big money——”
“G’wan down to the barn,” said his father drily.
The first murmur of discord already: and Fanny’s child scarcely arrived!