"I put it off too long." "Put it off! Good heavens, man, did n't you write when you spoke about doing so?
Do you actually mean the girl is coming--here ?" McDonald groaned.
"That is exactly what I mean, Travers.

Damme, I have n't thought of anything else for a week.

Oh, I know now I was an old fool even to conceive of such a trip, but when I first wrote her I had no conception of what it was going to be like out here.

There was not a rumor of Indian trouble a month ago, and when the tribes did break out it was too late for me to get word back East.

The fact is, I am in the devil of a fix--without even an officer whom I can send to meet her, or turn her back.