The boys came back in a great hurry, having looked at the time and remembered their duties at the hotel. For the next three hours Gin forgot everything but her legs and arms: the dining-room was jammed. There was to be a big party at the dance hall and the boys wanted to go. When she tried to stay behind to rest, Blake begged her to come for only an hour, and she gave in. It wasn't that she was so tired really, she confessed.
"I look like a mess," she said to herself. But she borrowed a knife from the kitchen and trimmed the fringe of her shawl, and they all polished each others' shoes as well as they could. They were an hour late for the beginning of the dance.
The orchestra was pretty bad, of course, and the floor was rough. Gin danced once with each of the boys and then suggested that they mix with the others. They ran off thankfully and left her alone, but it was not long before a tall cow-hand requested the honor of the next number, and after that she was so busy that she had no time to be tired.
The music seemed to get better. She danced often with a stocky man who had a scar on his chin and was a better dancer than he looked. He was foreman at a ranch, in for the celebration, and every now and then he disappeared and came back smelling of whisky. She would have liked a drink, but civilization had not yet reached Magdalena and no one offered her anything.
Another man told her that he was home-steading. She said, "But aren't all the good lands used up? I thought----"
"Yes, ma'am. My land ain't so good. I'm thinking of starting a sort of store when it's settled, and making out that way. The only thing is, a fellow gets lonesome and there aren't enough girls. I've known boys to ride eight miles both ways, just to call on a girl." He surveyed her morosely. "If you was thinking of locating out here, you wouldn't have much trouble getting yourself a husband. Take me, why, I've been looking for a wife for a couple of years. Can you cook? I seen you stepping pretty lively with the plates, up at the hotel."
It was at that point that she called Teddy and reminded him that they had not danced lately. She apologized afterwards, but he said it was just as well she had done it while he was still winner at the crap-game.