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[Ifantides R. <mor...@ge...>]

Tter. "Say, Glenn, do you reckon
Miss Carley could stand a sheep-dip?" This was spoken in a low tone,
scarcely intended
for Carley, but she had keen ears and heard distinctly. Not
improbably this
sheep-dip was what Flo meant as the worst to come. Carley adopted a
listless posture to hide her keen desire to hear what Glenn would
reply to Hutter. "I should say not!" whispered Glenn, fiercely.

"Cut out that talk. She'll hear you and want to go." Whereupon
Carley felt mount in her breast an intense and rebellious
determination
to see a sheep-dip. She would astonish Glenn.
What did he want, anyway? Had she not withstood the torturing trot of
the hardest-gaited
horse on the range? Carley realized she was going to
place considerable store upon that feat. It grew on her. When the
consultation of the men ended, Lee Stanton turned to Flo. And Carley
did not need
to see the young man look twice to divine what ailed him. He was
caught
in the toils of love. But seeing through Flo Hutter
was entirely another matter. "Howdy, Lee!" she said, coolly, with her
clear eyes on him. A tiny frown knitted her brow. She did not, at the
moment, entirely approve of him. "Shore am

glad to see you, Flo," he said, with
rather a heavy expulsion of breath. He wore a cheerful grin that in
no wise deceived Flo,
or Carley either. The young man had a furtive expression of eye.
"Ahuh!" returned Flo. "I was shore sorry about--about that--" he
floundered, in low voice. "About what?" "Aw, you know, Flo." Carley
strolled out of hearing, sure of two things--that she felt rather
sorry for Stanton, and that his course of
love did not augur well for smooth running. What queer
creatures were women!
Carley had seen several million coquettes, she believed; and
assuredly

Flo Hutter belonged to the species. Upon Carley's return to the cabin
she found Stanton and Flo waiting for her to accompany them on a ride
up the foothill. She was so stiff and sore that she could hardly
mount into the saddle; and the first
mile of riding was something
like a

nightmare. She lagged behind Flo and Stanton, who apparently forgot
her in their quarrel. The riders
soon struck
the base of a long inclin