You are a very famous person. I am nobody. We are lunching
together in a wonderful hotel. I don't even vaguely surmise the names
of the things we are eating. Don't look at me doubtingly. Look
complacent because you can give a lady so much joy."
Enoch laughed with a quick relief that made his cheeks burn. "And so
you are nobody! Curious, then, that you should have impressed yourself
on me so deeply even when you were a child!"
It was Diana's turn to laugh. "Oh, come, Mr. Secretary! Of course I
don't recall it myself, but Dad has always said that you were bored to
death at having a small girl taking the trail with you."
"Do you remember that your mule slipped on the home trail and that I
saved your life?" demanded Enoch.
Diana shook her head. "I was too small and there were too many canyon
trips and too many tourists. I wish--"
She did not finish her sentence, but Enoch said, with a thread of
earnestness in his deep voice that made Diana look at him keenly, "I
wish you did remember!"
There was a moment's silence, then Enoch went on, "Shall you carry on
your work with the Indians alone as you always have done? I believe I
can quite understand your father's uneasiness."
"Oh, yes!" exclaimed Diana, glad of an opportunity to redirect the
conversation.
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