They went within, and Ba'tiste pulled his queer little cap from his head, to crush it in the grasp of his massive hands.
"We have come for business, Medaine," he announced, with a slight show of embarrassment.

"M'sieu Houston, he have need for a flume site." "But I don't see where I could be of any assistance.

I have no right--" "Ah! But eet is not for the moment present.

Eet is for the springtime." She seemed to hesitate then and Houston took a sudden resolve.

It might as well be now as later.
"Miss Robinette," he began, coming forward, "I realize that all this needs some explanation.