Not such an awful den after all, is it ?" she said with a smile.
"Beats a holler log in a snowstorm," he replied, looking about the room.
"Must have shipped all this truck from the States, it never was built out here--it would take me a couple of months to earn a whole outfit like this, wouldn't it ?" She remained serious.

"Mose, I want to tell you----" "Wait a minute," he interrupted; "let's start fair.

My name is Harold Excell, and I'm going to call you Mrs.Raimon." She thrust out her hand.

"Good boy!" He could see she was profoundly pleased.

Indeed she could not at once resume.