CHAPTER XXIV
BETWEEN GIRLHOOD AND WOMANHOOD
ABOUT nine o’clock that night Puss ushered McCloud in from the river. Dicksie came running downstairs to meet him. “Your cousin insisted I should come up to the house for some supper,” said McCloud dryly. “I could have taken camp fare with the men. Gordon stayed there with him.”
Dicksie held his hat in her hand, and her eyes were bright in the firelight. Puss must have thought the two made a handsome couple, for she lingered, as she started for the kitchen, to look back.
“Puss,” exclaimed her mistress, “fry a chicken right away! A big one, Puss! Mr. McCloud is very hungry, I know. And be quick, do! Oh, how is the river, Mr. McCloud?”
“Behaving like a lamb. It hasn’t fallen much, but the pressure seems to be off the bank, if you know what that means?”
“You must be a magician! Things changed the minute you came!”
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