She had come to the bank with an excellent proposition and was doing her best to sell it; in the course of her conversation she referred to Gray in a manner that gave Nelson cause for thought.
"I've looked this lease over," "Bob" was saying, "and I've seen the books.

It has been producing a hundred and fifty barrels a day steadily.

Production like that is cheap at a thousand dollars a barrel.
It is worth a hundred and fifty thousand dollars, Henry." "Why is it offered for seventy-five ?" "Bob" shrugged.

"How did a 'boll weevil' like this Jackson ever make even a hundred-and-fifty-barrel well, in the first place?
Where did he get the money to drill?
He is sick of the game, I suppose, and would be satisfied to get his money back with a reasonable profit.

It is a find, really." "Looks so, for a fact.