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And in the meantime we will use his road to haul in our own material. I'll wire Strang to begin hustling the stuff through." After watching Orcutt depart, Cameron folded his maps and his papers and walked around to the trading room where Murchison and his clerk were comparing the skins of a silver gray and a black cross fox. The clerk greeted him with a smile. "Just the man I wanted to see, Mr.
You will have to pay down ten percent of the purchase price in cash." Orcutt whistled. "Ten percent of the purchase price, at say, ten dollars, would be half a million. Besides the cost of the mill and the interest on four million and a half!" "It is a big proposition," agreed Wentworth. "If it is too big for you to handle, I can find someone who will.
"I won't see anybody, Caldwell not even Orcutt just now. You understand. I've got to have a little time to do some letters. I won't be disturbed by any one for half an hour." Caldwell nodded. "All right, Mr. Ditmar." Ditmar went into his office, closing the door behind him.
Orcutt, perhaps, whose office was across the hall a tall, lean, spectacled man of fifty who looked like a schoolmaster. "Orcutt, what's the matter with the opener in Cooney's room?" "Why, the blower's out of order." "Well, whose fault is it?".... He knew every watchman and foreman in the mill, and many of the second hands.
Orcutt, the superintendent across the hall, experienced a brief infatuation that turned to hate. She chewed gum incessantly, Janet found her cheap perfume insupportable; Miss Meyers, for her part, declared that Janet was "queer" and "stuck up," thought herself better than the rest of them.
Orcutt, whom he had since denounced as an idiotic old woman, had made an impression, aroused in him the ever-abiding concern for the mill which was his life's passion and which had been but temporarily displaced by his infatuation with her. That other passion was paramount. What was she beside it? Would he hesitate for a moment to sacrifice her if it came to a choice between them?
Adelle was distinctly roused by her return to America and all the memories awakened at the sight of familiar streets, the home of the Washington Trust Company, and the probate court whither she was obliged to go. Judge Orcutt was still sitting on the bench and seemed to her to be exactly as she remembered him, only grayer and a little more bent over his high bench.
"Wild lands is right," grinned Orcutt as he acknowledged the other's greeting. "I never saw so much timber or so many insects in my life. And now," he continued, meeting Cameron's eyes, "I'm a busy man, and the sooner I get out of this God-forsaken country, the better I'll like it. Why can't we go ahead and get the business over with?" "You forget, Mr.
Orcutt, the superintendent across the hall, experienced a brief infatuation that turned to hate. She chewed gum incessantly, Janet found her cheap perfume insupportable; Miss Meyers, for her part, declared that Janet was "queer" and "stuck up," thought herself better than the rest of them.
"This is a hell of a country!" he said in greeting, as Wentworth opened his door to admit him. "The damned flies and mosquitoes just naturally eat a man alive!" "It isn't so bad when you get used to it," laughed Wentworth, and turned toward the man who had risen from his chair. "Mr. Orcutt, this is Mr. Cameron, representative of the Canadian Wild Lands Company."
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