VIRGINIA’S RANCH NEIGHBORS They were entering the door-yard where a cowboy advanced to take their ponies. VIRGINIA DAVIS SERIES VIRGINIA’S RANCH NEIGHBORS CHAPTER I HOME ONCE MORE VIRGINIA’S RANCH NEIGHBORS CHAPTER I HOME ONCE MORE “Oh Virg, are we really to arrive at your desert home this morning?” Betsy Clossen exclaimed the first moment that she opened her eyes on the fifth day after their departure from the Vine Haven Boarding School. “Not until nearly noon,” Virginia, who was dressing in the lower berth, smiled up at the eager face that peered down from the upper. “And will your nice brother Malcolm be there to meet us, do you suppose?” “I certainly hope so. I wired him from Chicago that we were to be on this train. If he can’t come himself, for any reason, he will surely send Lucky over with the car.” “That’s one disillusioning thing about the desert,” Betsy continued. “I’m powerfully sorry that you have an automobile. It’s heaps too modern. I wish we were to be met with a—well a prairie schooner or something like that.” Virg laughed. “I’m afraid you are going to be disappointed in us, Betsy. You’ll find V. M. really quite tame if you have been reading Wild West stories.” Then Margaret said quietly to her berth companion, “I do wish something exciting would happen the moment we arrive, don’t you, Virg?” The older girl smiled but shook her sunny head. “No need to wish for that these days, dear. Life in Arizona is not nearly as thrilling as it is in the city of New York, if one can believe the newspapers.” “Don’t tell Betsy, for if she thinks it is to be too commonplace, it will take all the thrill of expectancy out of it for her. You know she is never really enjoying herself unless there is a mystery to unravel or some adventure awaiting her.” Fifteen minutes later the four
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