“Oh, I beg your pardon, ma’am.”
“Two bits, charges,” informed Windy, producing the package.
Tex paid him, and Windy climbed back to the seat.
“Oh, I plumb forgot,” he laughed. “Miss Evans, I’d like to make you used
to Tex Blanco. Tex, this is Miss Evans, who is goin’ to teach the school
at Pineville.”
“I’m pleased to meet you, Miss Evans,” said Tex slowly.
“Thank you,” said Marion.
“I’ll betcha you’re sorry you ain’t got no kids to send to school, Tex,”
laughed Windy.