Yet how ironical this appearance of firmness and
stability was, in view of the reason of their visit! He had said he must
give the place up. What a wrench it would be for him!
Women seldom like to see a bachelor--particularly a young bachelor--living
in such solid comfort. As Lucia went up the stairs, she saw little touches
she could give to the place. But she had to confess that the improvements
she could suggest were not at all important. If two men could get along so
well without feminine society, perhaps one of them didn't miss her much,
after all!
CHAPTER III
WHEREIN UNCLE HENRY SPEAKS HIS MIND--AS USUAL
It was high noon, two days later. Gilbert again had been about the ranch
looking things over. He had his dreamy moments, but he was far too
practical to let the poet in him rule his life. One sensed, by the most
cursory glance, that here was a type of virile young American who could not
only dream, but make his dreams come true. No idler he! And he had no use
for idlers. He had dared to come to this far country, establish himself on
a ranch, and seek to win out in the face of overwhelming odds.
How many other young men had staked all on a single game--and lost.
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