"It will be worth more presently, but that's about the fair thing now," he said.
"Weel," said Callender simply, "by then I may be dead.

Twenty years I've lived on my lone here, and I thought at one time I would be content to lie down by between the bush and the river, but now a longing to see the old land grips me.

Ye will not understand it.

Ye were born in Canada." "No," said Alton gravely.

"The land that has fed me is good enough for me." The old man made a little gesture of assent.