I know he'd like nothing better than a quiet place to work, off to himself somewhere.

I'm sure you can trust him." "We'll arrange to have him come out to Cedar Crest.

Oh, don't think I'm being generous or sentimental," she interrupted smilingly as he started to thank her.

"I'd be glad to put two or three more ex-convicts to work on our place if I could get them.

And so would my friends; they can't get workmen of any kind." That afternoon the picture dealer came.