"The time we spent at Somasco has passed very pleasantly, but we shall go down to Vancouver in a day or two." It seemed very trivial, for Alice Deringham was quite aware that this might be the last time she would look upon her companion, but she had bidden farewell to men of his kind before.

They had worn their nation's khaki, and Alton wore deerskin and jean, with the shovel girded about him in place of the sword; but she knew there was in him the same spirit that animated them, and that it was a silent spirit made most terribly manifest in action.
"I hope you will have a good time down there," he said.
The girl glancing at him in sidelong fashion noticed his curious little smile.

"Oh, yes, I think I shall," she said.

"I shall expect to hear you have come back with the silver." Alton nodded.

"Yes," he said.