How could this girl understand him?
What would she know of "inventors"-- and "thinkers with new ideas"?
A trifle embarrassed, he looked at her.

She nodded her dark head and smiled.
"I know!" she said--"He is a god!" Sam Gwent almost jumped.

A god! Oh, these women! Of what fantastic exaggerations they are capable! "A god!" she repeated, nodding again, complacently; "He can do anything! I feel that all the time.

He could rule the whole world!" Gwent's nerves "jumped" for the second time.

Roger Seaton's own words--"I'll be master of the world" knocked repeatingly on his brain with an uncomfortable thrill.