Nearer, a slight trail of smoke curled upward, and Ba'tiste pointed.
"The mill," he said.

"Two mile yet." "Yes, I remember in a hazy sort of way." Then he laughed shortly.
"Things will have to happen and happen fast if I ever live up to my contract, Ba'tiste." "So ?" "Yes, I put too much confidence in Thayer.

I thought he was honest.
When my father died, he came back to Boston, of course, and we had a long talk.

I agreed that I was not to interfere out here any more than was necessary, spending my time, instead, in rounding up business.

He had been my father's manager, and I naturally felt that he would give every bit of his attention to my business.