"Well, of course old 'Red' has more to do now that Jasper Hardy's dead; but
after all, he can hire all the men he needs. Guess it's more a question of
his wanting to stay around Angy and the kid, don't you think so?"
"He tries so hard to imitate you in everything. It makes me ache to see how
happy he is, Gil. Aren't they the cutest couple you ever saw? And won't it
be nice when Pancho and Panchita are old enough to play together?"
"You bet!" Gilbert agreed. He looked off at the quiet mountains, steadfast
in their serenity, their crests seeming to kiss the sky. This _was_ God's
country, after all. Sometimes he could not believe that he had come so
gloriously into his own. In the slow process of putting his ranch on a
paying basis, after the turmoil of those weeks following the departure of
Lopez, he had had the sustaining wonder of Lucia always beside him; and
when little Pancho came upon the scene he felt that life was altogether too
kind to him. He had worked unremittingly; and not only had he had his own
affairs to absorb him, but "Red," after his marriage to Angela, was forever
ringing him up on the telephone, or coming over and asking his advice and
help.
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