Within five minutes the chauffeur had stopped the car in Paloma and Tim Griggs got out to go to his new boarding place in the town.
"God bless you, Mr.Reade!" he said huskily, holding out his band.
"You've done a lot for me--and my little girl!" "No more than you've done for me," smiled Tom.

"Anyway, you haven't received more than you deserve, and you never will in this little old world of ours." "I don't know about that," replied the new foreman, a sudden flush rising to his weather-beaten face.

"It all seems too good to be true." "You'll find it to be true enough when you draw your next pay, Griggs," laughed Tom.

"Then you'll realize that you aren't dreaming.

In the meantime your dinner is getting cold at your boarding place.