Jean nodded. He understood. Accompanied by the camp boss this man's influence with the boys would have been seriously affected. Alone he was well-nigh all powerful.
"Good," he said. "For God's sake do what you can, Father," he cried. "I'll stop right here till you get back. So long."
Chapter XVIII—Bull Sternford'S Vision Of Success
"I'd say it's best story I've listened to since—since—Say, those fellers are pretty big. They surely are."
Bat Harker stirred. He shifted his feet on the rail of the stove, where the heavy leather soles of his boots were beginning to burn.
Bull's shining eyes were raised to his.
"Big?" he echoed. "I tell you that feller, Leader, has the widest vision of any man I know."
He leant back in his chair and imitated his companion's luxurious attitude. And so they sat silent, each regarding the thing between them from his own angle.