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Alton of Somasco seems to be a somewhat intelligent man." "Yes," said the girl thoughtfully. "It is a little difficult to dislike him." "I," said her father, smiling, "do not know that there is any great necessity, or notice signs of a marked endeavour on your part to do so." The girl glanced at him inquiringly. "You mean?" said she. "Nothing," said Deringham. "Only the Canadian is also a man.
He would, so far as he could see, be a much poorer man in a few months or so, but he fancied he could gain time to save the reputation that would help him to commence again, and to men of his attainments there are always opportunities. Then he sent off a mounted messenger, and rode slowly back towards Somasco, while Horton spent some time examining a blotting-pad in his back store.
Seaforth could also picture his comrade stooping over him with averted eyes, but swift, resolute movements, for when there was work to be done Alton of Somasco was not the man to turn aside. "It must have been a trifle horrible," he said. Alton's eyes closed a little. "It wasn't nice. Still, there was Mrs. Jimmy working down at the store, and that secret belonged to her."
Well, I needn't ask you, because the conundrum was answered long ago, and that kind of talking's no great use to anybody. That was a very fine mill, and I picked up a good deal down there. Still, we will scarcely want such a big one at Somasco." "No," said Seaforth, smiling. "I don't quite see how we are going to keep the one we have busy."
Deringham's face was, she fancied, a trifle haggard. "I wonder why you have borne with that man so long," she said. Deringham smiled a little. "There are many kinds of men, and presumably all of them are useful in their place," said he. The sun was dipping towards the black ridge of firs on the shoulder of a hill when Deringham and his daughter rode down the winding trail into the Somasco valley.
"I'll have a bigger one by and by, but in the meanwhile it includes the selling of timber in place of destroying it, and a doubling right off of the Somasco mill. It also takes in a gristmill, the recording of more timber rights, and most of you getting in on the ground floor of a new silver mine.
"There," he said, with a curious, almost silent laugh, and the girl saw a red blink amidst the pines across the valley. "That's Somasco." Alice Deringham let her head drop back on her father's shoulder with a little sigh. "It seems a very long way," she said, "and I am very cold."
He fancied for a moment that the girl would have retreated. She, however, looked at him quietly, though something in her manner checked Alton's outstretched hand. "Are you staying here?" she said. "No," said Alton. "I'm going away to-morrow, but I want quite a long talk with you." "I do not wish to hear anything about Somasco," said the girl.
There would also be no difficulty in warning him, for Alton had taken over the office of the Somasco Consolidated on his arrival at Vancouver, and while she considered the question a voice came out of the adjoining room. "Hallam's at Westminster, and it will have to wait until he comes round in the morning. Don't stay any longer, and take Miss Townshead with you. It's later than I fancied."
His hand also appeared to tremble slightly when, saying nothing, he passed the telegram across to her. "Regret to inform you that my partner met with accident in the ranges, and his condition is critical," it read. "Can you send us nurse or capable woman? Mrs. Margery ill. Seaforth, Somasco." Alice Deringham shivered a little. "He is evidently dangerously injured."
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