When she did have a few she sometimes
pondered deeply as to whether Marian had been altogether sincere
in the last letter she had written her in their correspondence,
but she was so delighted in the outcome that if she did at times
have the same doubt in a fleeting form that had not been in the
least fleeting with Peter Morrison, she dismissed it as rapidly
as possible. When things were so very good as they were at that
time, why try to improve them?
One evening as she came from school, thinking that she would take
Katy for a short run in the Bear Cat before dinner, she noticed a
red head prominent in the front yard as she neared home. When
she turned in at the front walk and crossed the lawn she would
have been willing to wager quite a sum that Katy had been crying.
"Why, old dear," said Linda, putting her arms around her, "if
anything has gone wrong with you I will certainly take to the
warpath, instanter. I can't even imagine what could be troubling
you." Linda lowered her voice. "Nothing has come up about Oka
Sayye?"
Katy shook her head.
"I thought not," said Linda. "Judge Whiting promised me that
what use he made of that should be man's business and exploited
wholly for the sake of California and her people. He said we
shouldn't be involved. I haven't been worried about it even,
although I am willing to go upon the stand and tell the whole
story if it will be any help toward putting right what is at
present a great wrong to California.
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