Thanks, awfully."
"No trouble at all. I saw them as they came out on the main road."
Cortlandt's pigskin saddle creaked as he bent forward to deliver
the reins. He was as cool and immaculate as ever. He met Edith's
eyes without the slightest expression. "Nice afternoon for a
ride."
"If I had known you were riding to-day you might have come with
us," she said.
He smiled in his wintry fashion, then scanned the surroundings
appreciatively.
"Pretty spot, isn't it? If you are going back, I'll ride with
you."
"Good enough. May I give you a hand, Mrs. Cortlandt?" Kirk helped
Edith to her seat, at which her husband bowed his thanks. Then the
three set out in single file.
"Which way?" inquired Stephen as they reached the highroad.
"Back to town, I think," Edith told him, "And you?"
"I'm not ready yet. See you later." He raised his hat and cantered
easily away, while the other two turned their horses' heads toward
the city.
XXI
THE REST OF THE FAMILY
The time for Senor Garavel's return having arrived, Kirk called at
the bank, and found not the least difficulty in gaining an
audience. Indeed, as soon as he had reminded the banker of their
former meeting, he was treated with a degree of cordiality that
surpassed his expectations.
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