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But George's look was troubled and his hand shook. "He made good," he said, and added, when they had drunk and Farnam refilled the glasses: "Here's to the man who helped you prove it; the man who did my job!" Mrs. Farnam studied Agatha and noted the softness of her look.
"Some story of a prospecting trip! What do you think?" "I think Agatha was very lucky," Mrs. Farnam said with meaning. "Perhaps luckier than she deserved." "Thirlwell's all right," George bluntly agreed, and then addressed Agatha: "You have often got after me about being a business man, and I'll own I don't let many chances of making a dollar pass. But this thing goes back of business.
You're very practical." "People are curious," Mrs. Farnam remarked. "I'm willing to admit I'm practical, but I married and love my husband, while you look romantic and in many ways are not. You risk your health for money, and I don't think any man ever roused a tender thought in you. There's Jake, for example " She stopped and Agatha was silent for a few moments, although she was moved.
"After all, something depends on the man's character. You haven't told us much about Mr. Thirlwell!" Agatha did not reply and George said grudgingly: "In a sense, the fellow's all right. I made some inquiries and must admit that I was satisfied with what I learned." "You both take it for granted that Agatha will not locate the vein," Farnam interposed.
One's rather safer in our homestead than a Montreal hotel; but Mabel has lived in the cities and the Wild West tradition dies hard. As a matter of fact, there never was a Wild West in Canada." He opened the pistol. "You put the cartridge shells in like this " "You can show Agatha how it works; I won't touch the thing," Mrs. Farnam declared.
The gift was generous, but the way he had made it was very like George. Three days afterwards, Farnam and his wife drove her to the railroad and she felt a pang at leaving them when the cars rolled in. The excitement of starting, however, helped her over an awkward few minutes, and she found a girl on the train who wanted to talk.
If the canoes were damaged or he were injured, it might prevent him from getting back to record the claims. The days were getting shorter fast, but the evening was warm when George Strange leaned against the rails of Farnam's veranda. He had arrived, looking anxious, as supper was served, but did not state why he felt disturbed and Mrs. Farnam waited.
You can ask her what you like when I bring her back." "I suppose you want to satisfy your curiosity first," Farnam suggested. "We're not going to talk about mining," Mrs. Farnam rejoined. "However, I must do you justice; you took Agatha's side from the first. After all, your judgment's good now and then." She took Agatha away and when they had gone George remarked: "I can't grip the thing yet.
Farnam began to talk about the fruit crop, and it was half an hour later when Agatha heard a rattle of wheels. Then a rig lurched along the uneven road in a cloud of dust and soon after it vanished among the trees Farnam's hired man walked up to the veranda. "A wire for Miss Strange! There was no mail," he said.
He stopped, struggling with emotion, and Mrs. Farnam said: "Perhaps I ought to have given Agatha a plainer hint; but, except for school managers, we're not very conventional people in this country. Then I liked her pluck. It's weak to give way to the prejudices of censorious folks. Besides, in a sense, she really wasn't rash." "That's not the trouble," George replied with heat.
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