But Anne Marshall understood him instantly, and answered his shyly
questioning eyes.
"Indeed, I should. If I had half your chance, I shouldn't waste a minute
in claiming the mate to that glove. One glove is of absolutely no use,
you know."
"This one was--pretty much," sighed Collie. "I was feeling like letting
go inside and not trying to--to stay any longer, just before it came."
"S-s-s-h! Don't even think of that. Some one called on me a few days
ago. You are a very fortunate young man."
Anne Marshall's ambiguity was not altogether displeasing to Collie, in
that it was not altogether unintelligible.
* * * * *
William Stanley Winthrop, sojourning briefly but fashionably in Los
Angeles, appeared at the hospital in immaculate outing flannels. It was
several weeks after his sister's last visit there. Winthrop took the
convalescent Collie to the Moonstone Rancho in his car.
Bud Light and Billy Dime accidentally met the car in the valley and
accompanied it vigorously through Moonstone Canon.
Aunt Eleanor and Walter Stone were at the gate. Collie was helped to the
house and immediately taken to the guest-room. He was much fatigued with
the journey.
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