Now, when prosperity was offered him, it seemed but folly to stand aside when he could stretch out a strong hand and take it.
During the last hour he sat almost motionless, the issue hung in the balance, and he laid himself down still undecided.

Still, he had lived long in primitive fashion in close touch with the soil, and sank, as most men would not have done, into restful sleep.

The sun hung red above the rim of the prairie when he awakened, and going down to breakfast found the lawyer waiting for him.
"You can tell Colonel Barrington I'm coming to Silverdale," he said.
The lawyer looked at him curiously.

"Would there be any use in asking you to reconsider ?" Winston laughed.

"No," he said.