He listened quietly until she asked: "Was the man's calculation correct ?" "Nearly so.

He was rather above the mark." "Then I am in your debt ?" "Does that hurt ?" "Yes," said Agatha, with some hesitation, "in a way, it hurts very much.
I don't mean that it's embarrassing to take your help, though it _is_ embarrassing.

You see, I felt I must find the lode myself; it's my duty, and you have taken away the satisfaction I might have felt.

Besides, you cheated me." Thirlwell was silent for a few moments, and then said: "I'm sorry you find it hard to let me help, but unless I had done so you couldn't have gone far." "You should have been frank and let me wait." "For another year?
The North is no place for a white woman after the rivers freeze." Agatha said nothing.

She had not thought about this, and it would have been very hard to wait until summer came again.
"Well," he resumed, "I cheated you, because I could see no other plan.