Westlake, who at once repurchad the property. It is entirely beyond my powers of conjecture to imagine how you have remained in ignorance of this fact. I beg you that will at once confer with that gentleman, who will, at least, corroborate my statement.'
Octavia sought Teddy, with battle in her eye.
'What are you working on this ranch for?' she asked once more.
'One hundred -- ' he began to repeat, but saw in her face that she knew. She held Mr. Bannister's letter in her hand. He knew that the game was up.
'It's my ranch,' said Teddy, like a schoolboy detected in evil. 'It's a mighty poor manager that isn't able to absorb the boss's business if you give him time.'
'Why were you working down here?' pursued Octavia still struggling after the key to the riddle of Teddy.
'To tell the truth, 'Tave,' said Teddy, with quiet candour, 'it wasn't for the salary. That about kept me in cigars and sunburn lotions. I was sent south by my doctor. 'Twas that right lung that was going to the bad on account of over-exercise and strain at polo and gym- nastics. I needed climate and ozone and rest and things of that sort.'
In an instant Octavia was close against the vicinity of the affected organ. Mr. Bannister's letter fluttered to the floor.
'It's -- it's well now, isn't it, Teddy?'
'Sound as a mesquite chunk. I deceived you in one thing. I paid fifty thousand for your ranch as soon as I found you had no title. I had just about that much income accumulated at my banker's while I've been herding sheep down here, so it was almost like picking the thing up on a bargain-counter for a penny. There's another little surplus of unearned increment piling up there, 'Tave. I've been thinking of a wedding trip in a yacht with white ribbons tied to the mast, through the Mediterranean, and then up among the Hebrides and down Norway to the Zuyder Zee.'
'And I was thinking,' said Octavia, softly, 'of a wedding gallop with my manager among the flocks of sheep and back to a wedding breakfast with Mrs. Mae- Intyre on the gallery, with, maybe, a sprig of orange blossom fastened to the red jar above the table.'
Teddy laughed, and began to chant:
'Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep, And doesn't know where to find 'em. Let 'em alone, and they'll come home, And -- '
Octavia drew his head down, and whispered in his ear, But that is one of the tales they brought behind them.
THE END
