“Why, good golly, Mary V!  I’d feel better toward your father if he had me arrested for being an accomplice with those horse thieves, or slapped an attachment on the plane or something, than wave the whole thing off the way he’s doing.  It’d show he looked on me as a man, anyway.

“I’ll be darned if I appreciate this way he’s got of treating it like a spoiled kid’s prank.  I’m going to make him recognize the fact that I’m a man, by golly, and that I look at things like a man.  He’s got to be proud to have me in the family, before I come into the family.  He ain’t going to take me in as one more kid to look after.  I’ll come in as his equal in honesty and business ability,—­instead of just a new fad of Mary V’s—­”

“Well, for gracious sake, Johnny!  If you feel that way about it, why didn’t you say so?  You don’t seem to care what I think, or how I feel about it.  You don’t seem to care whether you ever get married or not.  And I’m sure I wasn’t the one that did the proposing.  Why, it will take years and years to square up with dad, if you insist on doing it in a regular business way—­”

Johnny’s harsh laugh stopped her.  “You see, you do know where I stand, after all.  If I let it slide, the way you want me to, that’s exactly what you’d be thinking after awhile—­that I never had squared up with your dad.  You’d look down on me, and so would your father and your mother.  They’d always be afraid I’d do some fool thing and sting your dad again for a few thousand.”

“Well, of all the crazy talk!  And I’ve gone to the trouble of coaxing dad to give you a share in the Rolling R instead of putting it in his will for me.  And dad’s going to do it—­”

“Oh, no, he isn’t.  I don’t want any share in the Rolling R. I’d go to jail before I’d take it.”

Mary V produced woman’s final argument.  “If you cared anything at all for me, Johnny, when I ask you to come back and do what dad is willing to have you do, you’d do it.  I don’t see how you can be stubborn enough to refuse such a perfectly wonderful offer.  You wouldn’t, if you cared a snap about me.  You act just as if you were sorry—­”

“Aw, lay off that don’t-care stuff!” Johnny growled indignantly.  “Caring for you has got nothing to do with it, I tell you.  It’s just simply a question of what kinda mark I am.  You know I care!”

“Well, then, if you do you’ll come right over here.  If you start now you can be here by sundown, and it’s nice and quiet and no wind at all.  You’ve absolutely no excuse, Johnny, and you know it.  When dad’s willing to forget about those horses—­”

“When I come, your dad won’t have anything to forget about,” Johnny reiterated obstinately.  “I do wish you’d look at the thing right!”

Mary V changed her tactics, relying now upon intimidation.  “I shall begin to look for you in about an hour,” she said sweetly.  “I shall keep on looking till you come, or till it gets too dark.  If you care anything about me, Johnny, you’ll be here.  I’ll have dinner all ready, so you needn’t wait to eat.”  Then she hung up.