"Providing Mr. Balasco doesn't kick," answered Dale.
"If he kicks, let him kick. I wouldn't kill myself for anybody."
"I'm not going to."
"Fact is, I don't know what to set you at, anyway," went on Andy Westmore, in a lower voice. "Mr. Balasco says not to cut this and not to cut that, and there is precious little left to bring down. I don't understand it at all."
"Perhaps the railroad contract has gone up the spout," suggested Owen, who stood near by.
The old lumberman shrugged his shoulders. "If that is true, I reckon this company is going to drop a lot of money," he said.
"Well, they can sell the lumber somewhere else," went on Dale.
"Yes, but what about the forfeit they put up to the railroad? They will lose that."
"Is there a forfeit?"
"To be sure there is. I don't know what amount, but it's pretty big, rest assured of that."