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Johnny Blossom looked up wistfully but dubiously. Probably he was too dirty.,Even the builders of the dam often felt that intervention was the only way out of a bad situation. Bob was sure that this unsettled condition was responsible for Mr. Whitney’s being away from the work at a time when matters were in such a ticklish condition.,“But, John dear!”,Finally the car came to a stop before a large two-story adobe house. The boys followed Mr. Whitney inside. “This is the Quarter-house,” Mr. Whitney explained as they went in. “They have rooms here for the engineering force and it is also used as a hotel if any guests happen to come along. I’ll see if you boys can be put up here until we can find permanent quarters for you.”,Drain we the cup—,“This is the plan. You go back home and say you are sick of engineering—that riding range is good enough for you. If you do that your father will be likely to take you back, won’t he?”,“Big Boss good to my people. Not let storekeeper cheat or Greaser hurt,” was the answer.,[188]Bob instinctively liked the man who was showing him what had been done to reclaim the desert. By the time they got back to the house they had become good friends and the man had asked the boy to come up and visit the ranch again.,There came a little pause. Johnny felt somewhat abashed and scarcely knew what to talk about.,“And leave the Service?” put in Bob. “I don’t see how you could. It’s the finest—”,To thee my soul her pensive tribute bears,,“These two we’ll lay on the steps.”.