"Flatterer!" she countered brightly. "Have you been a whole year
making pretty speeches, and must you keep it up now because you've got
into the habit and since the pretty ladles of your travels are not here
and I am? Aren't you a little bit ashamed of yourself? Aren't you
afraid that you will create havoc by putting a lot of foolish ideas
into a country girl's head?"
He laughed at last, becoming suddenly the same old Red Reckless that he
had always been, and swung down lightly from the saddle. Dropping Lady
Lightfoot's reins to the ground he came to where Wanda sat and having
stood over her a moment looking down into the clear eyes which were
turned frankly up to him he made himself comfortable at her feet,
stretching luxuriously in the warm grass.
"It's great to be back, Wanda," he said musingly, with a deep sigh of
content. "You are going to squander a little of your precious time on
me, aren't you? I've been deucedly energetic all morning; now I'm just
brimful of sunshine and laziness. So lazy that I want just to smoke
and watch you and listen while you talk. You will have a whole lot to
tell me about all the things you've been doing while I was away."
[Illustration: "I want just to smoke and watch you and listen while you
talk."]
She gathered her knees into her clasped hands and smiled down upon the
flaming red hair. Before he made his cigarette she found herself
answering his questions, telling about her life during his absence.
As she talked she saw his face only now and then when he turned a
little to laugh up at her over some trifle that amused him. The story
of this year of her life as she told it was a simple, homely little
tale, a quiet pastoral of happy content. It had to do largely with
herself and her work, with her failures and successes. But she
mentioned both Garth and Sledge Hume.
"Hume?" said Shandon, looking up quickly, this time with no laughter in
his eyes. "Have you seen much of that man, Wanda?"
"A good deal. He and father and Garth seem to have some kind of
business together. Why?"
"Because I don't like him," he told her emphatically. "I don't like to
have you know a man like that."
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