She gave him a little hug.
"Believe in me, dear," she said.

"I'll do it easier if you do." "Of course I do.

You're a better sport than I.You always were.

And that's no idle jest; witness my nose and Duane's in days gone by." The girl smiled.

As they turned homeward she slung her rifle, passed her right arm through Kathleen's, and dropped her left on her brother's shoulder.