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“Just ask those jackrabbits.”
“Will you stay to supper?”
“Let me run and find some wine.”
“In Humble? Good luck.”
Bell grinned. “What do you prefer with jackrabbit?”
Edna grinned. “A chilled Riesling, wouldn’t you say, Nellie?”
Nellie tossed Isaac Bell a second challenge. “On a hot night with a jackrabbit and a handsome gentleman, I’m in a mood for champagne!”
“I’ll be right back,” said Bell.
“Where are you going?” they chorused after him. “Houston?”
“New Orleans!” Bell called over his shoulder and kept going.
“Don’t be late.”
Bell went straight to the Toppling Derrick and asked Walt Hatfield, “Which did you say was the highest-class sporting house in town?”
“Things didn’t work out with the lady reporter?”
“I asked you a question.”
“Easy does it, old son. Just joshin’ you. The French Quarter was the one I mentioned. Around the corner and over a couple of streets.”
Bell found the French Quarter’s kitchen door down an alley and slipped the cook two twenty-dollar gold pieces. He returned to Edna’s tent with a whiskey keg under his arm. The barrelhead had been removed. The sisters peered in.
“Ice? Where did you get ice?”
Bell said, “Forgive me, Edna, but Riesling proved impossible. Will you settle for a Chablis?”
Edna said, “I am devastated. But I’ll settle for Chablis. Just this once.”
“What about me?” Nellie cried. “Where’s my champagne?”
“Moët & Chandon?”
“Are you serious?”
Bell pulled dripping bottles from the ice.
Nellie said, “Edna, one of us should grab this fellow before he gets away. You are quite the provider, Mr. Bell.”
“Here’s my suggestion,” said Bell. “First we share champagne and save the Chablis for the jackrabbit.”
“But we have no champagne glasses.”
“Tin cups will do,” said Edna.
“No need,” called a familiar voice, and around the tent strode Archie Abbott with four champagne flutes in his hand.
“Where in blazes did you come from?” asked Bell.
“Train from Houston,” said Archie, smiling at the ladies. “In the nick of time. Saw you lugging a barrel of ice, put two and two together, and quickly got glasses. Miss Hock, lovely to see you again. And you, Miss Matters, of course, are the famous flying orator.”
