This important bit of work safely accomplished, and the work on the subdivision being fairly under way, Paul came to Tussock with a request for a month’s leave of absence.
“A month, eh?” said Tussock. “Why, sure thing!”
“I want Dalton, too,” said Paul.
“Dalton? Both of you?” said Tussock, aghast.
“Mr. Gunning is going to take over our work.”
“Oh, all right. You’re free. Where are you goin’? Shootin’ trip?”
“No. I am going to pay some of that twenty-five thousand. Dalton doesn’t know he is going yet.”
“Well, you sure are some manager!” said Tussock. “Yes, certainly, go. You have earned your holiday, and I guess you’ve got enough to pay most of your twenty-five thousand. What about it?”
“Oh, that’s all right, thank you. I can make a fairly substantial payment.”
“Well, if you want any help, you know where to go, Paul. I owe you a lot more than money can ever pay.”