Indeed, I will not look at any one belonging to him." Aunt Janet flounced into the tent, leaving her niece to meet the stranger alone.
"Good afternoon! Am I right in thinking that this is the engineer's camp, for which a load of oats was ordered this morning ?" Jack French was standing, hat in hand, looking his admiration and perplexity, for Kalman had not told him anything of this girl.
"Yes, this is the camp.

At least, I heard Mr.Harris say he expected a load of oats; but," she added in slight confusion, "it was from another man, a young man, the man, I mean, who was here this morning." "Confusion, indeed!" came a muffled voice from the closed tent.
Jack French glanced quickly around, but saw no one.
"Oh," said Miss Marjorie, struggling with her laughter, "it's my Aunt; she was much alarmed this morning.

You see, the wolf and the dogs ran right into her tent.

It was terrible." "Terrible, indeed," said Jack French, with grave politeness.
"I could only get the most incoherent account of the whole matter.
I hope your Aunt was not hurt." "Hurt, indeed!" ejaculated a muffled voice.

"It was nearer killed, I was." Upon this, Miss Marjorie ran to the tent door.