Rowdy of the "Cross L"
"This is old Bill Brown's place," she explained reluctantly. "He—I'd rather freeze than go in!"
"Well, I guess that won't be hard to do," he retorted curtly, "if you stay out much longer."
The dog was growing hysterical over their presence, and Bill Brown himself came out to see what it was all about. He could see two dim figures at the gate.
"Hello!" he shouted. "Why don't yuh come on in? What yuh standing there chewing the rag for?"
Vaughan hesitated, his eyes upon Miss Conroy.
"Go in," she commanded imperiously, quite as if he were a refractory pupil. "You're tired out, and hungry. I'm neither. Besides, I know where I am now. I can find my way without any trouble. Go in, I tell you!"
But Rowdy stayed where he was, with the gate creaking to and fro between them. Dixie circled till his back was to the wind. "I hope you don't think you're going to mill around out here alone," Rowdy said tartly.
"I can manage very well. I'm not lost now, I tell you. Rodway's is only three miles from here,and I know the direction."
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