He smiled slowly.
"It would do nicely, wouldn't it?"
"Oh, yes, splendidly. Five thousand acres! That would be an acre apiece for every man, woman and child in the whole district. We would build mills by the lake, factories along the road and tenements in groups on the hills over there. It might spoil the landscape, but it would be so—er—so satisfying."
"And you'd want me to pay the bills," he laughed.
"Oh, yes. Of course. What are bills for unless to be paid?"
"Help yourself," he smiled. "Will you have the deeds made out today or wait until next week?"
"I suppose I might wait until tomorrow."
"Oh, thanks. And, for the present, we'll go fishing."
"I'll be ready in a moment." And she went upstairs for her hat and gloves.
Already he yielded again to the spell of her comradeship and humor. And a moment later I saw them set off toward the Sweetwater, Una glowing with quiet delight, Jerry slowly showing the infection of her happiness.