The kids would leave their mothers for her, and the men--" He chuckled again.

"Why, the men even go to the Sunday school she's started! I went.

Nawadlook sings." For a moment he was silent.

Then he said in a subdued voice, "Alan, you've been a big fool." "I know it, Stampede." "She's a--a flower, Alan.

She's worth more than all the gold in the world.