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Rh "Great cats!" ejaculated the ranchman, "I thought I was doin' the square thing by Jane Ann"

"And giving her a name like that, too!" broke in Mercy. "How dared you?"

"Why—why" stammered Mr. Hicks. "It was my grandmother's name—and she was as spry a woman as ever I see."

"Your grandmother's name!" gasped Mercy. "Then, what right had you to give it to your niece? And when she was a helpless baby, too! Wasn't she good enough to have a name of her own—and one a little more modern?"

"Miss, you stump me—you sure do!" declared Mr. Hicks, with a sigh. "I never thought a gal cared so much for them sort o' things. They're surprisin' different from boys; ain't they?"

"Hope you haven't found it out too late, Mister Wild and Woolly," said Mercy, biting her speech off in her sharp way. "You had better take a fashion magazine and buy Nita—or whatever she wants to call herself—clothes and hats like other girls wear. Maybe you'll be able to keep her on a ranch, then."

"Wal, Miss! I'm bound to believe you've got the rights of it. I ain't never had much knowledge of women-folks, and that's a fact"

He was interrupted by the maid coming to the