The two boys had mounted their sergeant's chevrons and
adopted white stripes down the legs of their trousers. As they stood
side by side Vic approached and placed herself between them, nestling
her delicate muzzle against the younger boy's hip and responding to
his caresses with waves of her plumy tail.
"Do you think we shall hear from father, Frank?"
"We ought to; you know he said in his last letter he was getting
settled at the Presidio, and would soon send for us."
"Takes twelve days to bring a letter from San Francisco. I suppose
it'll take us longer to go there; seems to me he might get ready for
us while we are on the road," said Henry, lugubriously. "I'm getting
mighty tired of opening and shutting these gates."
"You forget father has to visit all the posts where companies of his
regiment are stationed. That will probably take him all of a month
longer."
"And we must go on opening and closing gates and running errands in
Arizona? But come; let's get a swing on 'em and watch for the
expressman afterwards. We haven't much time before retreat.
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