I'm right, and when I know I'm right I'll go the limit. I'm
going to take the kinks out of this Free Gold deal inside of
forty-eight hours. Then I'm through with Granville. Hereafter I
intend to fight shy of a breed of dogs who lose every sense of square
dealing when there is a bunch of money in sight. I shall be ready to
leave here within a week. And I want you to be ready, too."
"I won't," she cried, on the verge of hysterics. "I won't go back to
that cursed silence and loneliness. You made this trouble here, not I.
I won't go back to Pine River, or the Klappan. I won't, I tell you!"
Bill stared at her moodily for a second.
"Just as you please," he said quietly.
He walked into the spare bedroom. Hazel heard the door close gently
behind him, heard the soft click of a well-oiled lock. Then she
slumped, gasping, in the wide-armed chair by the window, and the hot
tears came in a blinding flood.
CHAPTER XXX
THE AFTERMATH
They exchanged only bare civilities at the breakfast table, and Bill at
once went downtown. When he was gone, Hazel fidgeted uneasily about
the rooms. She had only a vague idea of legal processes, having never
seen the inside of a courtroom.
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