These two sat and gazed for a time.
"And so this is your world!" the girl spoke at length, more to herself than to him.
"Yes," he replied almost savagely, sweeping his hand toward the mountain-rimmed horizon.

"Yes, it's mine." "It is very beautiful," she murmured softly.
"Yes," said Dan Anderson, "it's beautiful.

Some time there'll be a man who'll learn something in such a place as this.

I don't know but I've learned a little bit myself in the last few years." "The years!" she whispered to herself.
"It seems forever," said he.

"The time when a fellow's taking his medicine always seems long, I reckon, I have almost forgotten my life of five years ago--almost, except a part of it.