"No, we shall need nothing more. The doctor will be here again in the
morning."

"Libby did not come in the morning till after the doctor had gone, and
then he explained that he had waited to hear in reply to his telegram, so
that they might tell Mrs. Maynard her husband had started; and he had
only just now heard.

"And has he started?" Grace asked.

"I heard from his partner. Maynard was at the ranch. His partner had gone
for him."

"Then he will soon be here," she said.

"He will, if telegraphing can bring him. I sat up half the night with the
operator. She was very obliging when she understood the case."

"She?" reputed Grace, with a slight frown.

"The operators are nearly all women in the country."

"Oh!" She looked grave. "Can they trust young girls with such important
duties?"

"They did n't in this instance," relied Libby. "She was a pretty old
girl. What made you think she was young?"

"I don't know. I thought you said she was young." She blushed, and seemed