I'll be back in an hour."
The girl went up to Banneker's room, and got her few belongings
together. Descending she found the agent busy among his papers. He put
them aside and came out to her.
"Your telegram ought to get off from Williams sometime to-morrow," he
said.
"That will be time enough," she answered.
"Will there be any answer?"
"How can there be? I haven't given any address."
"I could wire Williams later."
"No. I don't want to be bothered. I want to be let alone. I'm tired."
He cast a glance about the lowering horizon. "More rain coming," he
said. "I wish you could have seen the desert in the sunshine."
"I'll wait."
"Will you?" he cried eagerly. "It may be quite a while."
"Perhaps Miss Van Arsdale will keep me, as you wouldn't."
He shook his head. "You know that it isn't because I don't want you to
stay. But she is right. It just wouldn't do.... Here she comes now."
Io took a step nearer to him. "I've been looking at your books."
He returned her gaze unembarrassed. "Odds and ends," he said. "You
wouldn't find much to interest you."
"On the contrary. Everything interested me. You're a mystery--and I hate
mysteries."
"That's rather hard."
"Until they're solved. Perhaps I shall stay until I solve you.
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