"I might prefer 'Many Waters' to any place on earth. It's a paradise. But I would not chose to stay here."
"Why? When you return—you know—my father will need you here. And if anything should happen to him I will have to run the ranch. Then I would need you."
Dorn stopped in his tracks and gazed at her as if there were slight misgivings in his mind.
"Lenore, if you owned this ranch would you want me—me for your manager?" he asked, bluntly.
"Yes," she replied.
"You would? Knowing I was in love with you?"
"Well, I had forgotten that," she replied, with a little laugh. "It would be rather embarrassing—and funny, wouldn't it?"
"Yes, it would," he said, grimly, and walked on again. He made a gesture of keen discomfiture. "I knew you hadn't taken me seriously."
"I believed you, but I could not take you very seriously," she murmured.
"Why not?" he demanded, as if stung, and his eyes flashed on her.