21/70 Will you come ?" "Yes." "All right. Good-bye." Then the Harvester left an order with the telephone company to run a wire to Medicine Woods the first thing in the morning, and drove to the depot to arrange for the ticket and check. In less than an hour he was holding the Girl's hands and crooning over her. "I'd rather undertake to cut off your head and put it back on than to tackle another job like that. |