I understand the wheat and the land.

They are friends that don't fail one." Elizabeth flushed.
"Mr.Anderson!--you mustn't give up your work.

Canada asks it of you." "I shall only be changing my work.

A man can do nothing better for Canada than break up land." "You can do that--and other things besides.

Please--please--do nothing rash!" She bent over to him, her brown eyes full of entreaty, her hand laid gently, timidly on his.
He could not bear to distress her--but he must.
"I sent in my resignation yesterday to the Prime Minister." The delicate face beside him clouded.
"He won't accept it." Anderson shook his head.