At last he stopped
short.
"Boys, it can be done! They's nothin' like talkin' of a woman to make
a man turn himself into a plumb fool, an' I'm goin' to make a fool out
of Whistlin' Dan with this girl Kate!"
"But how in the name of God c'n you make her go out an' talk to him?"
said Rhinehart.
"Son," answered Silent, "they's jest one main trouble with you--you
talk a hell of a pile too much. When I've done this I'll tell you how
it was figgered out!"
CHAPTER XXII
THE WOMAN'S WAY
It was a day later, in the morning, that a hand knocked at Kate's door
and she opened it to Jim Silent. He entered, brushing off the dust of
a long journey.
"Good-mornin', Miss Cumberland."
He extended a hand which she overlooked.
"You still busy hatin' me?"
"I'm simply--surprised that you have come in here to talk to me."
"You look as if you seen somethin' in my face?" he said suspiciously.
"What is it? Dirt?"
He brushed a hand across his forehead.
"Whatever it is," she answered, "you can't rub it away."
"I'm thinkin' of givin' you a leave of absence--if you'll promise to
come back."
"Would you trust my honour?"
"In a pinch like this," he said amiably, "I would.
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