" Winthrop Adams Endicott studied his
menu card.
"Rough! Of course they're rough! Why shouldn't they be rough? Think
of the work they do--rain or shine, riding out there on the plains.
When they get to town they've earned the right to play as they want to
play! I'd be rough, too, if I lived the life they live. And if I were
a man I'd be right over there with them this minute."
"Why be a man?" smiled Endicott. "You have the Mayor's own word for
the breadth of Wolf River's ideas. As for myself, I don't drink and
wouldn't enjoy that sort of thing. Besides, if I were over there I
would have to forgo----"
"No pretty little speeches, _please_. At least you can spare me that."
"But, Alice, I mean it, really. And----"
"Save 'em for the Cincinnati girls. They'll believe 'em. Who do you
think will win this afternoon. Let's bet! I'll bet you a--an umbrella
against a pair of gloves, that my cavalier of the yellow fur trousers
will win the bucking contest, and----"
"Our train may pull out before the thing is over, and we would never
know who won."
"Oh, yes we will, because we're going to stay for the finish. Why, I
wouldn't miss this afternoon's fun if forty trains pulled out!"
"I ought to be in Chicago day after tomorrow," objected the man.
"I ought to be, too.
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