mete out such treatment to Douglas as would prevent his making a like fool of himself again.
Douglas had set up housekeeping in the new cabin now, and on the night before he expected Mr. Fowler, Judith rode up to see his new home. Old Johnny had gone down to the post-office and Douglas finished his supper and was sitting on the doorstep when Judith galloped up, with the Wolf Cub under the heels of her mount.
"This is my first real ride on the little wild mare," she said, dropping from the saddle.
"Has she gotten over her homesickness, yet?" asked Douglas.
"I think so. At least, she follows me around about as close as Wolf Cub does."
"You are a wonder, Judith! I wish you thought as much of me as you do of your horses and dog."
"You wouldn't let me train you, Doug," said Judith plaintively.
Douglas laughed. "A whole lot you'd think of a man you could train!"
Judith laughed, too, sitting down on the step beside Douglas. For a moment she was silent, then she said softly: "How you must love it up here!"
"I do! But I'll be glad when old Johnny can be with me all the time. I don't like this bachelor stuff."
"You and Scott ought to join forces," Judith's voice was mischievous. "By the way, Scott's heard of a standard bred mare he can get me for five hundred dollars."
"I wouldn't trust Scott to pick a horse for me," grunted Douglas.
"And you'd be foolish if you did," agreed Judith. "But he'll play fair enough with me."
