Father heard something of the kind and brooded over it until he came to believe he had located the ore.

He had too much imagination and wasn't practical." "But he gave me some specimens he found and they carry rich metal." "I allow he thought he found them; but that's a different thing." Agatha smiled.

"Perhaps your theory's plausible, but it has some weak points." "Anyhow, if father couldn't locate the vein he claimed to have struck, I reckon there's not much chance of your doing so." "I mean to try," said Agatha, with ominous quietness.
George saw that she was resolute, and although he was obstinate knew he was beaten.

Agatha could not be moved when she looked like that.
"I can't allow that you know best, but guess I may as well quit arguing," he remarked with a resigned shrug.

"You'll come along and stop with Florence before you go back to Toronto ?" "I will come for a week," Agatha agreed, and George went away to look for Farnam..