Rowdy of the "Cross L"
"And I said I must hear both sides of your trouble with Harry, before I could answer."
"What's the use? You'd take his part, anyway."
"Not if I found he was guilty of all you—insinuate. I should be perfectly just." She really believed that.
"Can't you tell me yes or no, anyway? Don't let him come between us."
"I can't help it. We'd never agree, or be happy. He'd keep on coming between us, whether we meant him to or not," she said dispiritedly.
"That's a cinch," Rowdy muttered, thinking of Harry's trouble-breeding talents.
"Then there's no more to be said. Until you and Harry settle your difficulties amicably, or I am convinced that he's in the wrong, we'll just be friends, Mr. Vaughan. Good afternoon." She rode into the Rodway yard, feeling very just and virtuous, no doubt. But she left Rowdy with some rather unpleasant thoughts, and with a sentiment toward her precious brother which was not far from manslaughter.
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