“I suppose if you and Marian have decided that this is the thing for you to do, Stephen, no argument of mine will have any weight with you.”
“I don't want you to feel that way about it; but what am I to do? I haven't any choice. There is nothing that I can get here that you would care to see me take.”
“I don't want you to go West, Stephen,” said Virginia.
“It's not likely that I shall remain there always.”
“If you go, the more successful you are the less likely your return will be.”
“If there was anything for me here, I wouldn't consider it—but there is nothing, and I've very little money left. Gibbs has something definite for me.”
“You'll have to decide for yourself, Stephen,” said Virginia with a touch of weariness. “I don't know what is best for you; you only can settle that point.”
“Well, then, I think it's Grant City,” he answered. “Fact is, I've felt it was Grant City ever since I heard there was such a place. It's too much of a problem for me here.”
“Would you mind if I saw Mr. Benson, and found if he knew of anything?” asked Virginia.
Stephen frowned but the frown cleared itself away almost immediately.