Grandfather thought there might be an opportunity to take up some land in this territory.

Bob was--well, Bob took mother's death so hard that we didn't want to stay in Texas any longer.

The outlook wasn't bright.

Bob was too young to work--" "Lazy, I reckon," jeered Calumet.
The girl's eyes flashed with a swift, contemptuous resentment and her voice chilled.

"Bob's leg was hurt," she said.