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Hastings smiled at the others. "As a matter of fact, it not infrequently does, but I want you to note the subtle distinction. The thing's quite legitimate if you've only got the wheat in a bag. In such a case you must naturally operate for a rise." "There's a good deal to be said for that point of view," observed Sproatly.
How would Gregory get hold of the money before harvest?" "Edmonds, who holds his mortgage, would let him have it," said Sproatly. "But wouldn't he be afraid of Gregory not being able to pay if the market went against him?" Sproatly looked very thoughtful. "The arrangement Wyllard made with Gregory would, perhaps, give Edmonds a claim upon the Range if Gregory borrowed any money in his name.
The girl went into the house for a few moments and returned to the wagon with relief in her face. "I think I owe Mr. Wyllard a good deal," she said. Sproatly laughed. "You're not exactly unusual in that respect," he declared as he started the horses. "But you had better hold tight. These beasts are less than half broken."
Hastings and Agatha were in the hotel. He felt that he ought to do it, but there was the difficulty that he could not warn Hawtrey without embarrassing Sally. Sproatly pursed his face up in honest perplexity as it became evident that the situation was a delicate one, and then decided on the alternative. He would go back quietly, and keep Mrs. Hastings out of the room if it could be done.
She was anxious, but not unduly so, for she knew that men who live as the prairie farmers do, usually recover from such injuries as had befallen him more or less readily. It would also not be very long before assistance arrived, for it was understood that the man she had sent Sproatly for had almost gone through a medical course in an Eastern city before he set up as a prairie farmer.
"Oh," she said, "I've only brought one of my mittens." "I'll go back for the other," said Sproatly promptly. "You don't know where I left it." "Then I'll lend you one of mine. It will certainly go on," the man persisted. Agatha objected to this, and Sproatly, who fancied that Mrs. Hastings was watching him, let her go, after which he and the others moved out into the street.
Their clerks write me letters demanding most indelicately why I haven't done this and that." Winifred looked at him disapprovingly. "Civilization," she said, "implies responsibility. You can't live just as you like without its being detrimental to the community." "Oh, yes," returned Sproatly with a rueful gesture, "it implies no end of giving up.
Hastings walked up to Sproatly, who, feeling distinctly uncomfortable, had drawn back judiciously into the shadow. "Now," she said, "I understand. You, of course, anticipated this." "I didn't," declared Sproatly with a decision which carried conviction with it. "I certainly saw them at the hotel, but how could I imagine that they had anything of the kind in view?"
He had gone down, unyielding and undismayed she felt curiously sure of that amidst the blinding snow, but this was his vindication which had crowned him with immortal laurels. Then Mrs. Hastings rose, and set food before Dampier, while by and bye Sproatly and Winifred arrived and were told the story. After that Dampier, who seemed to be a man of tact, stood up. He had already, when asked by Mrs.
"No," replied Sproatly, "although you mightn't believe it, I was raised with the idea that I should have my choice between the Church and the Bar. The idea, however, proved impracticable which is rather a pity. It has seemed to me that a man who can work off cough cures and cosmetics on to healthy folks and talk a scoffer off the field, ought to have made his mark in either calling."
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