When they had provided for him and sent him West they never thought
that again their paths would cross. Yet here he was, as bland and smiling
as ever, on this remote ranch in the Rocky Mountains. The world was only
a small place, after all.
For a long time after he had trotted away again to his duties in the
kitchen they sat discussing the exciting events that his reappearance had
brought back to their minds. Then, at last, Melton arose and shook the
ashes from his pipe.
"I reckon you youngsters are about ready to turn in," he said. "You've
had a long ride and it's getting pretty late. We'll have plenty of time
to chin before the summer's over. For I give you fair warning," he added
with his genial smile, "I've got you roped now and I ain't going to let
you go in a hurry."
He took them up to their rooms, cool, spacious and provided with every
comfort. There with a cordial good-night he left them.
Their windows faced toward the north and commanded a magnificent view of
the mountains. Tall, solemn, majestic, they towered upward in wild and
rugged beauty.
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