"If y'u like. What shall I read?"
"Some more of Barrie's books, if y'u don't mind. When a fellow is
weak as a kitten he sorter takes to things that are about kids."
Nora came in and cleared away the supper things. She was just
beginning to wash them when McWilliams and Denver dropped into
the kitchen by different doors. Each seemed surprised and
disappointed at the presence of the other. Nora gave each of them
a smile and a dishcloth.
"Reddy, he's shavin' and Frisco's struggling with a biled
shirt--I mean with a necktie," Denver hastily amended. "They'll
be along right soon, I shouldn't wonder."
"Y'u better go tell the boys Miss Nora don't want her kitchen
littered up with so many of them," suggested his rival.
"Y'u're foreman here. I don't aim to butt into your business,
Mac," grinned back the other, polishing a tea plate with the
towel.
"I want to get some table linen over to Lee Ming to-night," said
Nora, presently.
"Denver, he'll be glad to take it for y'u, Miss Nora. He's real
obliging," offered Mac, generously.
"I've been in the house all day, so I need a walk. I thought
perhaps one of you gentlemen--" Miss Nora looked from one to the
other of them with deep innocence.
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