But Jimmy was too loyal to tell what he had seen. After all, Dorry was mighty fine, for a girl. She could ride and shoot, and she never told on him when he had done wrong.
With a skip and a hop Jimmy burst into the room. "We're goin' on the _train_," he declared. "Ain't we, dad?"
Dorothy and Bartley came in. Bartley glanced at Cheyenne, hesitated, and then thrust out his hand.
"Good luck to your new venture," he said heartily.
"Same to you, pardner!" And Cheyenne included Dorry in his glance.
"I want to ask Aunt Jane's advice," stated Bartley.
"Then," said Cheyenne, "I reckon me and Frank and Jimmy'll step out and take a look at the stars. She's a wonderful night."
