Suppose a train should come! She fancied she could see the engineer leaning from the cab with a great grin on his face, or the brakeman shouting gibes at her from the platform.

Abruptly she blushed scarlet.

The blood throbbed in her temples.

Her heart beat.

Since the famous evening of the barn dance, Annixter had spoken to her but twice.
Hilma no longer looked after the ranch house these days.