CHAPTER XXIVChin-Chin!
If the glow in her eyes was any sign—she was!
“Glad?” she echoed. “I’m—I’m ecstatic! Although of course I knew you would be here by tomorrow—or next day.”
Which answer, I’ll say, was a puzzler! Considering that, until yesterday, I hadn’t known myself I would be standing in the town of Comanche Junction, Oklahoma—much less be on my way to Texas.
But I was inside now, the door closing behind me.
In fact, she was in my arms! I had intended to take her hand very formally—but all bets became suddenly off. She was in my arms. For a long half minute. Then I held her off helplessly—and looked at her.
“You knew?” I queried puzzledly. “That I’d be here tomorrow—or next day?” I stared bewilderedly at her. “How—did you know that, Rebel?”
“Tell you all,” she said gaily, “i
