"But, Roger, you can"t prevent it. And he"s not going into Archer"s Springs again. He"s going to let us do his errands. That"s where the trouble has been."
"Except when he drinks cologne."
"What makes you so hard, Roger?"
"I saw Charley lying where d.i.c.k had knocked her down. And I felt little Felicia almost in convulsions from fear. Let him keep out of my sight until I can forget that."
"Of course, all I can do is to advise, anyhow," said Elsa. "d.i.c.k is coming down in the morning and take his medicine. He insists on it. He"s a fine man, Roger, in many ways."
"You"ve not seen him drunk," returned Roger. "Commend me to a woman every time for sentimentality."
"There are other weaknesses men have than drunkenness that their sentimentality helps women to endure, aren"t there, Roger?" asked Elsa quietly. Roger dropped Elsa"s arm and left her without a word.
He was at work in the engine house, the next morning when d.i.c.k came slowly down the trail and was led by Elsa into the living tent. Then she went off to the cook tent with Felicia. Roger, working with strained concentration on his engine, heard on the one side the low murmur of d.i.c.k"s and Charley"s voices and on the other Felicia"s occasional happy laugh above Elsa"s little songs. After perhaps an hour, d.i.c.k came out and went to the cook tent and in a moment Felicia came flying into the engine house and threw her arms around Roger.
"I won"t stay where d.i.c.ky is," she panted. "I won"t!"
The child was trembling violently. Roger sat down and held her to his heart.
"d.i.c.k won"t hurt you, honey, now. It"s only when he"s sick."
Felicia shuddered. "He slapped me and he knocked Charley over with his fist and in the night I dream about it. I am going to live with you. You won"t get mad again like you did with Gustav, will you, Roger?"
Roger bowed his forehead on the soft bronze brown head that rested so confidently on his breast.
"You do love poor old Roger, don"t you, sweetheart?" he asked, brokenly.
As if she sensed some secret pain, Felicia turned and put her arms about him and kissed him softly on the lips. "I love you as much as I do Charley. Don"t send me back to d.i.c.ky, dearest Roger."
"I won"t." Roger"s lips tightened grimly.
Charley came out to lunch that noon, looking much stronger.
"I"m so grateful to you, Roger and Elsa," she said, "and after I"ve helped with the dishes, if you"ll loan me Peter, we"ll go home."
Roger dropped his knife and fork, then looked at Felicia. "Felicia, you know Roger"s trunk? Well, if you"ll run to the living tent and open the trunk and take all the things out of it, at the very bottom you"ll find some Christmas cake Elsa made last year. Then put all the things back carefully and bring the cake here."
Felicia gave an ecstatic "Oh, Roger!" and disappeared. Roger turned to Charley.
"I"m going to say one more thing. Do you realize fully that in living with d.i.c.k you jeopardize both yours and Felicia"s lives?"
"Oh, no, Roger! He never touched us before. It was the poison in that cologne."
Roger shrugged his shoulders.
"How can you be so hard?" pleaded Charley. "d.i.c.k"s my own flesh and blood. It might have been I instead of d.i.c.k with this appet.i.te. You"re hard, Roger."
"I"m not hard. I"m disappointed. I didn"t think you were a sentimentalist."
"I wonder," exclaimed Elsa, "how women will ever get time to vote when it takes all their time to make men endurable to live with. My word! I"m glad I haven"t one of the critters!"
She said this with such heartfelt sincerity that Charley laughed and Roger joined her. By the time Felicia came running back with the Christmas cake, the atmosphere was considerably lighter.
"We"re going home, Felicia! Aren"t you glad I"m well again?" said Charley. "And haven"t the Sun Planters been kind?"
Felicia whitened under her tan.
"Oh, but, Charley, I"m not going. I don"t have to, do I, Roger? I"m so afraid of d.i.c.ky. He slapped me twice, Charley, and he knocked you over with his fist. Oh, let me stay with Roger!"
Charley gasped. "Oh, Felicia! Felicia! Oh, my little Felicia!"
Roger spoke quickly. "Why not let her stay for a little visit, Charley?
I"ll finish Elsa"s tent this afternoon and she can share that with Elsa, till her nerves become normal."
"But I"m going up to stay with Charley," said Elsa; "that"s part of the cure."
"Then let her stay alone. She"ll be safe and happy with me," replied Roger. "d.i.c.k deserves punishment."
Charley looked at Roger, then at Felicia. "I think that"s a good idea,"
she said, slowly.
And so when Ernest and Gustav came home that night, they found Felicia watching the camp fire beside Roger, and after she was asleep in her tent, they heard the whole story. Ernest was indignant at the thought of Elsa"s staying on at the ranch.
"I am going to be firm with her in the morning," he said.
But Elsa"s firmness was greater than Ernest"s and shortly the two households had settled down and d.i.c.k was gradually reinstated in every one"s good graces but Roger"s. Felicia stayed on for a week, to the joy of the three camp mates who spoiled her outrageously. Then one Sat.u.r.day evening d.i.c.k came down and he and Felicia had a long talk, at the end of which Felicia said good-by to Roger, Ernest and Gustav, and returned to the ranch, quite happily.
CHAPTER XII
d.i.c.kY"S LAST BOUT
The fact that the engine had fallen below expectations brought the Sun Planters" food problem into prominence again. When Elsa had begun housekeeping for the men she had protested over the meagerness and the simplicity of the food supplies. But Roger had explained their situation frankly and Elsa had proceeded to make good German magic over the canned food of which the camp had been so weary.
"The Lord knows," exclaimed Ernest at the breakfast table one morning, "how long we"ll be tied up in this Hades. If Roger"s begun puttering on the engine we may be here ten years."
"This isn"t Hades, Ern!" exclaimed Elsa. "I"m having the time of my life."
"I notice that d.i.c.k"s down here a good deal," said Ernest, slyly, "and I suppose that adds to the hilarity of the nations."
"By the way," Elsa ignored her brother except for a blush, "what are we going to do about the food problem, Ern? All the cotton-tails and quail that Gustav shoots, won"t keep us much longer."
"Do you suppose Hackett would let us run a bill with him and take a mortgage on the outfit here as security? Of course, I haven"t any right to give a mortgage but I"ll explain the whole situation to him."
Roger"s voice had a desperate note in it.
"Well, that is worth the try, eh?" said Gustav. "Me, I might borrow a little yet, from a friend in the East."