It was not much, and he had the sense to push the little devil of jealousy out of sight behind him, but it had come and changed something in the heart of Billy.
"Why, hello!" greeted the Pilgrim, and Billy remembered keenly that the Pilgrim had spoken in just that way when he had opened the door of the line-camp upon them, that night.

"I was going to ride over to the ranch, after a while.

How are yuh, anyhow ?" He came and held up his hand to Flora, and she put her own into it.

Billy, with eyebrows pinched close, thought that they sure took their own time about letting go again, and that the smile which she gave the Pilgrim was quite superfluous to the occasion.
"Yuh seem to be some busy over here," he remarked carelessly, turning his eyes to the new ditch.
"Well, yes.

Brown's having a ditch put in here.