He swung his broad-brimmed hat from his head, and bent his body with the ceremoniousness of the country ball-room.

"I reckon the lady had better come up to the shanty out o' the dust and sun till we kin help you get these things fixed," he said to the driver.

"I'll send round by the road for your hoss, and have one of mine fetch up your wagon." "Is it far ?" asked the girl, slightly acknowledging his salutation, without waiting for her companion to reply.
"Only a step this way," he answered, motioning to the field of wheat beside her.
"What in THERE?
I never could go in there," she said, decidedly.
"It's a heap shorter than by the road, and not so dusty.

I'll go with you, and pilot you." The young girl cast a vexed look at her companion as the probable cause of all this trouble, and shook her head.

But at the same moment one little foot slipped from the adobe into the dust again.