But, hell!"-- the Ranger interrupted himself with an apologetic laugh--"I'm supposed to be talking about Myra Willard.

I don't know as I'm so far off, either, because what Sibyl is--aside from her natural inheritance from Will and Nelly--Myra has made her.
"When Will was killed by those Mexican outlaws,--which is a story in itself,--Nelly sold the ranch to the Power Company, and bought an orange grove in Fairlands--which was the thing for her to do, as she and Myra could handle that sort of property, and the ranch had to go, anyway.
Before Nelly died, she and I talked things over, and she put everything in Myra's hands, in trust for the girl.

Later, Myra sold the grove and the house where you men live, now, and bought the little place next door--putting the rest of the money into gilt-edged securities in Sibyl's name; which insures the girl against want, for years to come.

Sibyl helps out their income with her music.

And that's the story, boys, except that they come up here into the mountains, every summer, to spend a month or so in the old home place." The Ranger rose to go.
"But do you think it is safe for those women to stay up there alone ?" asked Aaron King.
Brian Oakley laughed.