"But when I saw that the writing was yours, I fancied your father had by threats, or in some way, induced you to change your mind, and that you really thought, in duty to him, you ought not to see me any more.

Say, I'm too happy to think! I'm----" "You are just a silly fellow!" "You never shot straighter! I'm a roaring idiot!" He kissed her and held her face toward the light in a rather vain effort to see its outline.
"I've been crazier since I got that note than any locoed cowboy that ever tore up the ranges.

I've simply been wild!" "I am very sorry, Buck.

Yet I think I must have suffered as much.

Last night father obtained from me a confession that I had met you in the grounds here.