"
Without further speech he turned away with the other man. When they were
some distance from the cabin, the younger remarked:--
"More like a boy than a girl, ain't she?"
"So much the better for her work," returned the elder grimly.
"I reckon! I was only thinkin' she didn't han'some much either as a boy
or girl, eh, doctor?" he pursued.
"Well! as THAT won't make much difference to the cows, calves, or the
dairy, it needn't trouble US," returned the doctor dryly. But here a
sudden outburst of laughter from the cabin made them both turn in that
direction. They were in time to see Liberty Jones dancing out of the
cabin door in a large cotton pinafore, evidently belonging to the
squaw, who was following her with half-laughing, half-frightened
expostulations. The two men stopped and gazed at the spectacle.
"Don't seem to be takin' the old man's death very pow'fully," said the
younger, with a laugh.
"Quite as much as he deserved, I daresay," said the doctor curtly.
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