CHAPTER 28
There was no Kate at breakfast the next morning. She had left the house
at dawn with her horse.
“May be night before she comes back,” said her father. “No telling how
far she’ll go. May be tomorrow before she shows up.”
It made Terry thoughtful for reasons which he himself did not understand.
He had a peculiar desire to climb into the saddle on El Sangre and trail
her across the hills. But he was very quickly brought to the reality that
if he chose to make himself a laboring man and work out the three hundred
dollars he would not take back from Joe Pollard, the big man was now
disposed to make him live up to his word.
He was sent out with an ax and ordered to attack a stout grove of the
pines for firewood. But he quickly resigned himself to the work. Whatever
gloom
