She had seen, already, that both her Uncle Josiah and Parker were yielding to the charms of Ophelia. The fancy made her chuckle. She remembered Skinny's too rapidly developing tenderness toward herself. "Poor fellow," she murmured, slowly shaking her head, "I wish he wouldn't! But I suppose he can't help it--I wonder why men are always falling in love with me, anyhow? I'm sure I don't try to make them! I never saw one yet I really wanted to care--" she stopped suddenly while a warm flush spread over her body as the Ramblin' Kid was imaged rather vividly in her mind. "Nonsense!" she said aloud with a soft, throaty laugh. "Carolyn June, you are getting silly!" She sprang up and went into the house. "Sing Pete," she said, stepping into the kitchen, "may I have some sugar--I'd like the lumpy kind if you have it?" "Sure! You have him sugal--how muchee you want?" as he held out to her a tin containing squares of the desired article. "Oh, enough to win a heart!" Carolyn June answered laughing, at the same time taking a handful from the can. "You eat him?" Sing Pete asked with a grin. "No," she replied, "I feed it to broncho--to Gold Dust maverick. Some folks sprinkle salt on bird's tail to catch him--I put sugar on horse's tongue to make him love me--" "Lamblin' Kid, he do that. Allee time him gettee sugal for Clap'n Jack!" "Feeds 'Clap'n Jack' sugar, does he?" Carolyn June said pensively. "Captain Jack's a nice little broncho," she added, "he deserves sugar." She paused a moment. "'Lamblin' Kid's' a funny fellow, don't you think so, Sing Pete?" she finished idly. "Not funny--him dangelous!" the Chinaman replied earnestly. "He gettee velly mad 'cause I puttee butter in can so cat catchee his head in an' go lound an' lound--buckee like a bloncho--havee lots a good time! He not talkee much, Lamblin' Kid don't--just dangelous--that's all!" Carolyn June felt sudden interest. "When did he get mad about the cat?" she asked quietly. "Allee same to-day--when you an' Skinny go 'way. Lamblin' Kid cussee me lot--tellee me not do him any more. Him dangelous! I not do him next time!" Sing Pete explained seriously. "You are wise, Sing Pete," Carolyn June laughed as she left the kitchen by the back door and started toward the corral where the Gold Dust maverick was restlessly pacing about. "Don't do it any more! 'Lamblin' Kid' is 'dangelous'--dangerous in ways that you don't understand!" she finished softly, her eyes lit with a strange light and her heart elated and beating quickly because of what the Chinese cook had told her.