The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1901-03-31

mind whether to do it now or keep him
through the summer and sell him
when hunting begins. 1 don't know
which would pay me best"
That certainly is a very important
question" remarked jamie, with a
wealth of sarcasm.
well, it gives me a lot of trouble,
Miss JAMIE"
Does it? And it doesn't interest me
in the very Yes, it does, Bob, very
much. I'm sorry. OF course it does.
Only
anything the matter with your
Bob inquired with friendly solicitude.
''NO-not just now. There never is,
somehow, when I'm with you. And
let's talk about the black horse-itll
be soothing. Is the price of oats
Bob Laughter Q little but did not pro-
coed with the discussion. They saun-
tered on in silence for a few minutes,
Bob taking out his tobacco.
Worried. aren't yOu?" he asked,
lighting his pipe.
Yes she answered, shortly.
WAS that what you wanted to say
to me?"
NO, of course not. AS if I should
talk to you about it!'
Don't suppose you would, no. Stu,
were friends. aren't we2'
DO you feel friendly to me?'
,"Friendly! Well" He laughed. What
do YOU think about it YOURSELF" he
asked. Look here, don't bother you;
but I'm here when you want me-"
when I want gOu?"
Il mean. if can do anything for
YOU, OT-Or advise you. 1 don't think
I'm = fool. you know
I'm really glad to hear you've got
as far as that she remarked rather
tartly. Your fault. Bob, is not think
ing nearly enough Of yourself
sfXnrrf1l chance that If a "
much more" His pleasure in her inn
piled praise was obvious, but he did
not rSad a single word more into her
speech than the words she uttered.
And you are friendly to me-still?''
1T doesn't make any difference to me
whether I see you or not
WHAT" she cried. The next mo-
ment she was laughing. Thanks, Bob,
but-but you've a funny way of put
ting things sometimes" She laid her
hand on his arm for moment, signing
Dear old Bobi''
20, you know what I mean,'' he said.
putting away. His healthy skin had
flushed a trifle, but that was his only
reply to her little caress.
Tiff L came to you some day and
said I'd been fool, or been made d
fool of, and was very unhappy, and
and wanted comforting, would you
still be nice to me2''
His answer came after a puff and a
pause.
We'll, if you ever get like that 7
should recommend you just to try me
for what I'm worth" he said Her
eyes were fixed on his face, but he did
not look at her. Some men would have
seen in her appeal an opportunity OF
trying 20 win from her more than She
was giving. The case did not present
itself in that light to Bob Broadley.
He did not press his own advantage, he
hardly believed it; and he had besides
a vague idea that he would spoil for
her. the feeling she had if he greeted
1t with too much enthusiasm. What
she wanted was a friend-a solid, pos
Sibiy rather sJolid friend; with that
commodity he vas prepared TO provide
her. The humblest of men have mo-
ments of pride; it must be confessed
that Bob thought he was behaving not
only with proper feeling, but also with
considerable tact-a tact that was
based OF knowledge of women.
Interviews such as these-and they
were not infrequent-fOTmed q rather
homogeneous background, but also an
undeniable relief to the life jamie was
leading at Bairholme. That Seemed to
have little concern with Bob BrOadlev
and to be engrossed with the struggle
between Harry and Duplay Both men
pressed on Harry had not been scared
away. Duplay would win without using
his secret weapon, If ne could. Each
had his manner, Harry's constrained
yet direct, the majors more forid
more expressed in glances compliments
and attentions. But neither had vet
risked the decisive word jamie was