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I'll see you soon." Pen did not return to the tent house at once. She saw Iron Skull up on the mountainside watching a group of Indians break out the first line of a road and she strolled over to talk to him. Jim's letters home had been full of Iron Skull and Pen felt as if she knew him well. "How do, Mrs. Saradokis?" said Williams.
I had to get Saradokis' report on my New York deals before I came to see you." "Oh, come across, Mr. Freet!" said Jim quietly. "I know about what you want and you'll have to approach me sooner or later, so let's get done with it." Freet smiled broadly. "I always knew you'd come to your senses, Manning, if we gave you time.
I got him started south this noon, but he circled on me and I just picked him up on the mesa, headed this way. He wanted to come here on the quiet, but I brought him up in the open." "Women know a loyalty that men scorn while they use it. This is the sex stamp of women." With a quick glance at Sara, Jim rose. "Give Mr. Saradokis and his friend a chance to talk, of course, Bill.
But, temperamentally, they were as far apart as the two countries whence came their father's stock. Uncle Denny did not approve fully of Saradokis, but finally he decided that it was good for Jim to overcome some of his New England prejudice against the immigrant class and he encouraged the young Greek to come to the house.
Jim had not realized before just what a dirty deal Sara had been given. "I'm sorry about it, Sara," he said. Saradokis gave an ugly laugh. "Sounds well! I've never heard a word from you since the day we ran the Marathon. You hold a grudge as well as a Greek, Jim." "Gee, I'd forgotten all about the race!" exclaimed Jim. "I haven't," returned Sara. "Neither the race nor several other things."
"I have lived with George Saradokis all these years," Pen went on, "and he's almost broken my faith in life. When I found I could help you, Jim, I thought that I was making up for some of the wrong of my marriage. I even thought that I'd be willing to go through my marriage again because it had taught me how to help you fight. Jim, it will ruin my life if you stop now!"
Well, our friend Saradokis is in touch with the New York office of the Transcontinental Water Power Company. They have a very tempting proposition to make to the farmers. They stand ready to outbid any competitor for the power you will develop on the Project." "We'll let 'em bid, sure," replied Jim calmly. "I shall advertise for bids as soon as I am ready." "That won't do," said Freet.
She had the same full soft lips, and as Jim held out his hand the same flash of dimples. "Hello, Still! The mountains have come to Mahomet!" "And a poor welcome I gave you," replied Jim. "Hello, Sara." Jim turned to the great invalid chair. There, propped up in cushions, lay a fat travesty of the old Saradokis.
It had been easy that morning to toss speech back and forth with the boat crowd. But now, as always, when he felt that his need for words was dire, speech deserted him. Suddenly he was realizing that Pen was no longer a little girl and that she admired Saradokis ardently. When the young Greek strolled away to dress, Jim looked at Pen intently.
Ames, before you begin to chant my funeral march let me ask you if you don't want to sell that south forty you say I'm not irrigating right. Mr. Saradokis represents some Eastern interests. Perhaps you'd like to meet him." Oscar grinned a little sheepishly. "Business before pleasure! I'll go right up to see him now." "Then you must come up with me," said Penelope to Mrs.
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