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Strange that it never occurred to me before." "What is it?" Douglas then told about the mortgage on Professor Strong's place, and how Stubbles was about to foreclose as he needed money. He said nothing, however, about Ben's part in the affair with Nell. He could not trust himself to mention this. "Who is this Strong?" Garton asked. "The name sounds familiar.
Conniston sat frowning moodily, his fingers tapping the roll of blue-prints in his hands. "Isn't there any way," he asked suddenly, swinging upon Garton, "of making a go of this without building that dam?" "No, Greek, there isn't. You see, there isn't any too much water up in the mountains at best. We have to get every drop that the law allows us."
Crawford dropped in on us himself and told us about you. Have a chair." They had shaken hands across the table. Now, as Conniston moved across the room to the chair at which Garton waved, the latter swung about on his high stool toward the boy at the typewriter. "Hey there, Billy!" he called. "Come and meet Mr. Conniston. He's going to be one of us. Mr. Conniston, meet Mr.
For it is a scrap the biggest scrap you ever saw, a fight to the finish, with one man lined up against do you have any idea what John Crawford is bucking?" Conniston shook his head. "I know virtually nothing of this thing, Garton." "Well, I'll tell you. Single-handed that man is fighting the desert!
"I am anxious to hear how you are getting on with your book," he told him. "But we can have a long talk when I come again." Nell accompanied Douglas to the front door, and for a while they stood there looking out upon the beautiful night. Then Douglas told her about Simon Stubbles' financial embarrassment, and how he had appealed to Garton for assistance.
"Strange I didn't think of it before," he mused. "But perhaps it is not too late yet. I shall try it, anyway." Charles Garton was seated in his cosy study smoking his after-dinner cigar. It was unusual for him to be alone at this hour of the evening, as his wife and children were generally with him.
She believed in equality for the sexes in all things, and wrote articles on war immorality, the "social evil" and kindred topics in a frank unabashed way which caused elderly old-fashioned newspaper readers much embarrassment. Miss Garton was just as eager as the more frivolous members of her sex to hear about the Red Cross pearls, and begged Mr. Musard to give her some details.
He is in charge there of all the men, general superintendent of all the work. You will be put to work under him. You will be in a position to learn a great deal about the project in its every detail. Bat Truxton is an engineer, a practical man who knows what he has learned by doing it. And he is a strong man and very capable. Then there is Garton Tommy Garton they call him. You will work with him.
While the two men were talking and waiting for Argyl to come in, Tommy Garton, his new legs discarded for the day, was lying on his cot in the back room of the general office, blowing idle puffs of cigarette-smoke at the lamp-chimney, watching the smoke as the hot draft from the flame sent it ceilingward.
"But," demurred Conniston, "Swinnerton and his corporation are doing nothing actively to retard our work can do nothing. If " "He isn't?" snorted Garton. "That's all you know about it! How do we get all of our implements, our supplies, all of our men? They come to us by rail, don't they? And that means they come to us over the P. C. & W., doesn't it?
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