"Well, what do you know about that ?" She was half in earnest about her chagrin--half in earnest as she spoke.

"I'd saved him for myself.

Sometimes, I say, I don't know about this Charlie Dorenwald, even if he is crazy over me--I'm mostly being beware of foremen, me.

And here's a chivalrous and well-to-do ranchman--out West! Gee! Congratulations, Sis!".