No poor white settlers had ever received an Indian so joyously.
But he seemed to have left those forty thousand million souls on his father's hands.

Wayne was looking very serious.

He did not respond to--did not appear to have heard--Katie's remark about Worth needing some new clothes.
Katie wondered what he was thinking about; she supposed some new kind of barrel steel.

She took it for granted that nothing short of steel could produce _that_ look.
She was proud of the things that look had done, proud of the distinction her brother had already won in the army, proud, in advance, of the things she was confident he would do.
Captain Jones was at the Arsenal on special detail.

An invention of his pertaining to the rifle was being manufactured for tests.