Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/93

WHEN EVELYN CAME birds—and Dave caught her eyes fairly in his. So, for a minute. Dave looked the sorrow he had for being so fresh. She looked something I had never seen her look before. Then she hung her head and blushed and trembled. The business—the great and wonderful business of love—was done that quick! Dave had just mastered her by his gay, open, careless, manly ways. Broke her that quick—like he use' to break colts. Jon, he could manage animals by just persuading them. But Dave had no time for that. And he made them do what he wanted without any persuading—which is much better, for a horse, anyway. And women are a good deal like horses, not?

Soon Dave's big white teeth begun to show, till he laughed right out.

"I'll bet seventeen cows, and a calf, for good measure, that this is my cousin Evelyn that's crowded me out of house and home and left me nothing but the haymow!"

"Yes," says I, "whopper jaw, store teeth and all, ready for the hospital—" 77