"You are out early, Davy," said the young woman, smiling pleasantly. "Do you want to see Jim?"
"Well—yes, I guess I do, Nell."
"Nothing the matter over at your house, I hope?"
"No. Everything's all right."
"Come in. We've finished breakfast, but Jim is not down yet. He was out until late, last night, and I don't think he slept well."
David followed her as far as the dining-room door, but there he halted.
"I guess I won't trouble him, Nell," he said. "I'm in a hurry, too. I have to get a load in to my camp on the Teakettle to-day."
"Can I give him a message?"
"Oh, no! It ain't important. Good morning, Nell."
He was halfway home, thoroughly disgusted with himself, when a voice hailed him. Looking up, he saw old Captain Wigmore approaching.