Cleveland County herald., 1920-08-12
CHAPTER Xii
To return ts Bryce Cardigan:

To return tB Bryce Cardigan:
 Having completed his preliminary plans to build the N. c. O., Bryce had returned to Sequoia, prepared to sit quietly on the side lines and watch his peppery henchman Ogilvy go into action
 Ogilvy's return to Sequoia following his three-weeks tour in search of rights of way for the N. c. O. was heralded by visit from him to Bryce Cardigan at the iatter's office AS he breasted the counter in the general office. Moira McTavish left her desk and came over to see what the visitor desired.
 T should like to see MT. Bryce Cardigan" Buck began in crisp bus inesslike accents. He was fumbling in his card-case and did not look uI until about to hand his card to Moira- when his mouth flew half open, the while he stared at her with consum mate frankness. The girls glance met his Domentarily, then was lowered modestly; she took the card and car ried it to Bryce.
 "Hum-m-m '" Bryce grunted. "Tha1 noisy fellow Ogilvy, eh?'
 His clothes are simply wonderful and so is his voice. He's very refined But he's carroty red and has freckled hands, Mir, Bryce"
 Bryce rose and sauntered into the general office.
 "Mr. Bryce Cardigan" Buck queried.
 At your service, MT. Ogilvy. Please come in"
 ''Thank you so much, sir" He fol- lowed Bryce to the latter's private office, closed the door carefully behind him. and stood with his broad back against it.
 "Buck, are you losing your mind?" Bryce demanded.
 Losing 1t? I should say not. I've just lost it."
 'I believe you. If you were quite sane, you wouldn't run the risk of be- ing seen entering my office,"
 "Tut-tut, old dear! None of that Am not the handspring of the North ern California Oregon railroad and privileged to run the destinies of that soulless corporation as I see fitY' He sat down. crossed his long legs. and jerked a speckled thumb toward the outer office. ''I was sane when I came in here, but the eyes of the girl out side-oh, VOW, then eyes I must be introduced to her.
 Love at first sight, eh, Buck?"
 'I don't know what it is, but it's nice Who Is s',e?
 She's Moira McTavish, and you're not to make love to her. Understand? I can't have you snooping around this office after to-day"
 MT. Ogilvy's eyes popped with interest, "Oh," he breathed You have an eye Have you proposed to the lady as yet?"
 "No, you idiot"
 "Then I'll match you for her-or rather for the chance to propose first
 "Nothing doing, Buck. Spare your self these agonizing suspicious. The fact of the matter is that you give me a wonderful inspiration. Eve always been afraid Moira would fall in love with some ordinary fellow around Sequoia-propnquity you know"
 "You bet Propinquity's the stuff. I'll stick around"
 "-and Pve been on the lookout for fine man to marry her off to. She's too wonderful for you, Buck, but in time you might learn to live up to her"
 Duck I'm liable to kiss you"
 Don't be too precipitate Her father used to be our woods-boss. l fired him for booZing."
 q wouldn't care two hootS if her dad was old Nick himself. I'm going to marry her-if she'll have me. An, the glorious creature p He waved his long arms despairiugly. 70 Lord, send