Where did you get those ?" "They were thrown on the market by an English holder.

I believe you gave some stock to friends over there ?" "I did.

On condition that they didn't sell without consulting me." "Then it seems that somebody must have gone back on you." Weston's face grew a trifle flushed.
"I think," he said, "we'll let that subject drop altogether.

It's a rather painful one." Stirling made a sign of comprehension.
"Well," he said, "I've other business on hand, and I guess Ida is expecting you." Weston took the hint; and not long afterward Ida was smiling up at him with shining eyes.

They had a good deal to tell each other, and some time had passed when Ida said: "We'll go back to the bush again as soon as the snow melts, if only for a week or two." Then she flashed a quick glance at him.