Mechanically Bradley Wentworth scanned the card and read the name,
GERALD LANE.
“Bring him in,” he said quickly.
“Probably,” he thought, “Gerald has repented his refusal and is ready to enter into negotiations for the sale of his small patrimony in Colorado.”
Gerald entered the room with an easy grace, and bowed to Mr. Wentworth. The merchant could see that he was no longer the unsophisticated boy whom he had met in the Colorado mountains. Still he did not give Gerald credit for the full change which had passed over him.
“Be seated,” he said. “I suppose you have come about the land your father left you in Colorado.”
“No, Mr. Wentworth, I have sold this land, or at least four-fifths of it.”
Wentworth looked disappointed.
“You should have accepted my offer,” he said harshly.
“I should have made a very great mistake if I had,” replied Gerald calmly.