"I happen to be half owner of this ranch and outfit.
With my own property, it makes a fairly good start for a man of my age.
My partner, Mr.Lawrence Knight, leaves the active management wholly in my hands; and he has abundant capital to increase our holdings and enlarge our operations just as fast as we can handle the business." The big man looked from the papers to the lad, then back to the papers.
Then a broad smile lighted his heavy face, as he said, "I give it up--you win.

You young fellers are too swift for me.

I've been wantin' to retire anyway." He raised his voice and called, "Kitty--oh, Kitty!" The girl appeared in the doorway.
"Come and get him," said Reid.

"I guess he's yours." Helen Manning was sitting on the front porch of that little cottage on the mountain side where she and Stanford began their years of home-building.

A half mile below she could see the mining buildings that were grouped about the shaft in picturesque disorder.