"You—crazy young fool!" said Tibbetts affectionately.
"All right, Jim. Crazy, if you please. But that is what's going to happen; you're going to buy me out, or get another partner, and I"—he filled his great lungs with air—"I'm going to get outdoors."
"What're you going to do? I'll bet you don't know. Have you got any plans?"
"Yes, I'm going to get out of the city the day after I wind things up here."
"Where you going?"
"Back home to Jordan City and look the old town over, first of all."
"Jordan City! Why—why you aren't a retired farmer."
Payne laughed. "Not going to settle there, Jim."
"Oh, and after you've looked it over, what then?"
"I'll make my plans there. I don't know what it will be. But whatever it is, it will be something that won't bring me back to town."