"That's nice, isn't it ?" Cowperwood brought himself up on one elbow and looked at her, smoothing her round, bare arms, which he always admired.

The luminous richness of her hair had never lost its charm completely.
"That means that I can do the same thing with the Chicago West Division Company in a year or so," he went on.

"But there's going to be a lot of talk about this, I'm afraid, and I don't want that just now.

It will work out all right.

I can see Schryhart and Merrill and some of these other people taking notice pretty soon.