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When he said that Bo was looking straight at him, but she seemed not to have heard

"What's your name?" suddenly she asked

"Caras?"

"Shore But it wasn't ht off They Don't know no better Shore I jest won't answer to thet handle Now--Miss Bo--my real name is Toas," replied Bo, very sweetly

"But--beggin' your pardon--I--I don't like thet," blustered Caret called names--they don't like," she said, with deep intent

The cowboy blushed scarlet Helen as well as he got Bo's inference to that last audacious epithet he had boldly called out as the train was leaving Las Vegas She also sensed so of the disaster in store for Mr Car irls to come to breakfast

That ave rise to a strange and inexplicable restraint She had little to say Bo was in the highest spirits, teasing the pets, joking with her uncle and Roy, and even poking fun at Dale The hunter seeenial self And Auchincloss, who sat near by, was an interested spectator When Torace into the caed pet, the rancher could scarcely contain hiar!" he ejaculated

"Sure, that's Toht to be corralled or chained I've no use for cougars," protested Al

"Tom is as tame an' safe as a kitten"

"A-huh! Wal, you tell thet to the girls if you like But not me! I'm an old hoss, I am"

"Uncle Al, Tom sleeps curled up at the foot of my bed," said Bo

"Ahat?"

"Honest Injun," she responded "Well, isn't it so?"

Helen sly nodded her corroboration Then Bo called Tom to her and ht beside her, and beg for bits to eat

"Wal! I'd never have believed thet!" exclai head "Dale, it's one on h the woods, ht an' dark An' I've heard 'em let out thet awful cry They ain't any wild sound on earth thet can beat a cougar's Does this Tom ever let out one of them wails?"