"
So it happened that when Missou arrived a few minutes later he
found this pair of gentlemen, who were about to flee for their
lives, busily inditing what McWilliams had termed facetiously
billets-doux. Each of them was trying to make his letter a little
warmer than friendship allowed without committing himself to any
chance of a rebuff. Mac got as far as Nora Darling,
absentmindedly inserted a comma between the words, and there
stuck hopelessly. He looked enviously across at Bannister, whose
pencil was traveling rapidly down his note-book.
"My, what a swift trail your pencil leaves on that paper. That's
going some. Mine's bogged down before it got started. I wisht y'u
would start me off."
"Well, if you ain't up and started a business college already. I
had ought to have brought a typewriter along with me," murmured
Missou ironically.
"How are things stacking? Our friends the enemy getting busy
yet?" asked Bannister, folding and addressing his note.
"That's what. Orders gone out to guard every road so as not to
let you pass. What's the matter with me rustling up the boys and
us holding down a corner of this town ourselves?"
The sheepman shook his head.
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