“_I_ don’t want to marry _him_. That’s the reason why.” How I wished
that was the truth!
“Well, say, girlie, let’s you and I get married on the Q. T. Then I’ll
go West, as they’re talking of shunting me out there, and as soon as
I’ve made good you can join me. How’s that for a scheme?”
“It sounds pretty nice, Jimmy, but I’d rather do the marrying _after_
you’ve made good.”
“Oh, it’ll be dead easy,” declared Jimmy. “I’ve an uncle out there with
a ranch as big as a whole county. It’ll just be like dropping into a
soft snap, don’t you see?”