For a small sum, too, a thousand
dollars!
Sohe said very quietly, almost humbly, Youd be
better off renting. John Elliot rose though he had only half finished his breakfast.
John Elliot did not recognise the town; he had notseen it for fifty
years.
John Elliot deposited his suitcase on the stoop and
waited. Ill tell you why we madea success of things in our generation.
I got my two hundred and a hundred of spendingmoney
besides. And Isabel whipped the horse with her lines.
Let Frank or Ken go to town and try to get abag of
flour on credit!
John Elliot, still in his sheep-skin, and walking
with his cane,followed on his heels.
Kenneth torethe floor of the shanty up and made
bunks from the lumber. There was a time when we never knew where the nextmeal was
going to come from.
Well, father, he said at last, cheerfully, Ill
leave you, then.
It is nearlythirty years since we took it up.
Sometimes I had to send the childrento bed hungry at night.
Greatly relieved, Gladys and Isabel helped him to
the seat; andGladys crouched down in front.
For a moment he had lookedup; but, receiving no
greeting, he continued stumping up and down. I paid nine thousand dollars for what
sells ata thousand right now. Well, father, he said at last, I must show you over
the placethis morning. From the west came the last ghostly light reflectedfrom a
cloud.