It was in some ways an ideal retreat for a tete-a-tete, for the bellowed orders, the rattle of crockery, the voice of the hungry food battlers, and the clash of their steel made intimate conversation easy.

Gray noted with approval the ease with which his dainty companion adapted herself to the surroundings and remarked upon it.
"After four years in the East it took me a little while to get used to it," she confessed.

"The Wichita I left was a quiet town; the one I came home to was a madhouse.

At first the excitement frightened me, for I felt as if I were being run over, tossed aside.

But now that I've fallen in with the chase, why--I think it is splendid." "Just what are you doing and how do you do it ?" Gray wanted to know.
Barbara was glad to tell him about her brief but eventful experience since that morning at the Nelson bank when she had executed her coup, and she recited the story with enthusiasm.
"Having no capital to go on," she explained, "I've merely bought and sold on commission so far, but I'm not always going to be a broker.