"I'm due to make another trip East," he said to himself with a grim straightening of the lips.
It was mighty serious business.

To take Kintuck and hit the trail for the Kalispels over a thousand miles of mountain and plain, was simple, but to thrust himself amid the mad rush of a great city made his bold heart quail.

Money was a minor consideration in the hills, but in the city it was a matter of life and death.

Money he must now have, and as he could not borrow or steal it, it must be earned.

In a month his wages would amount to one hundred dollars, but that was too slow.