I was only fourteen when I saw you last, and you were quite a little boy.

What good luck that we should meet, and on our first day too! Some one wrote that you were in Colorado, but I had no idea that you lived at St.Helen's." "I don't; not much.

I'm living on a ranch out that way," jerking his elbow toward the northwest, "but I ride in often to get the mail.

Have you just come?
You said the first day." "Yes; we only got here this morning.

And this is my brother Phil.