Rowdy of the Cross L

Name: Rowdy of the Cross L
Author: B. M. Bower

by B. M. Bower

Pages: about 76
Category: Literature & Fiction
Language: English
Reading time: 84 min at 250 wpm

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The storm lifted suddenly, as storms have a way of doing, and a low, squat ranch-house stood dimly revealed against the bleak expanse of wind-tortured prairie. Rowdy gave an exultant little whoop and made for the gate, leaned and swung it open and rode through, dragging Chub after him by main strength, as usual. When he turned to close the gate after Miss Conroy he found her standing still in the lane.
“Come on in,” he called, with a trace of impatience born of his weariness and hunger.
“Thank you, no.” Miss Conroy's voice was as crisply cold as the wind which fluttered the Navajo blanket around her face. “I much prefer the blizzard.”
For a moment Rowdy found nothing to say; he just stared. Miss Conroy shifted uneasily in the saddle.
“This is old Bill Brown's place,” she explained reluctantly. “He--I'd rather freeze than go in!”
“Well, I guess that won't be hard to do,” he retorted curtly, “if you stay out much longer.”
The dog was growing hysterical over their presence, and Bill Brown himself came out to see what it was all about. He could see two dim figures at the gate.
“Hello!” he shouted. “Why don't yuh come on in? What yuh standing there chewing the rag for?”
“Go in,” she commanded imperiously, quite as if he were a refractory pupil. “You're tired out, and hungry. I'm neither. Besides, I know where I am now. I can find my way without any trouble. Go in, I tell you!”
But Rowdy stayed where he was, with the gate creaking to and fro between them. Dixie circled till his back was to the wind. “I hope you don't think you're going to mill around out here alone,” Rowdy said tartly.
“I can manage very well. I'm not lost now, I tell you. Rodway's is only three miles from here, and I know the direction.”

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