Still, I have hopes of coming to terms with him.

The charges upon the land are very burdensome." Alice Deringham's face grew a trifle scornful.

"You will do your best," she said.

"The thought of one of these half-civilized axemen living at Carnaby is almost distressful to me.

In fact, I feel a curious dislike to the man even before I have seen him." There was another hoot of the whistle, a little station grew larger down the track, and here and there a wooden house peeped out amidst the slowly-flitting trees.