The girl nodded, and Dave answered for her.
"She"s told me enough to know you"re the luckiest fellow in the Red Sand Valley," he said kindly.
Jim glanced up into the girl"s face with all the pa.s.sion of his youthful heart shining in his handsome eyes.
"Yes, I am, Dave--in that way," he said. Then his smile faded out and was replaced by a brooding frown. "But all the luck hasn"t come my way.
I"ve talked to Parson Tom."
"Ah!" Dave"s e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n was ominous.
Suddenly Jim exploded, half angrily, half pettishly, like a disappointed schoolboy.
"Betty, I"ve got to go away. Your uncle says so. He asked me all about my mill, what my profits were, and all that. I told him honestly. I know I"m not doing too well. He said I wasn"t making enough to keep a n.i.g.g.e.r servant on. He told me that until I could show him an income of $2,500 a year there was to be no talk of engagement. What is more, he said he couldn"t have me philandering about after you until there was a reasonable prospect of that income. We talked and argued, but he was firm. And in the end he advised me, if I were really in earnest and serious, to go right away, take what capital I had, and select a new and rising country to start in. He pointed out that there was not room enough here for two in the lumbering business; that Dave, here, complained of the state of trade, so what chance could I possibly have without a t.i.the of his resources. Finally, he told me to go and think out a plan, talk it over with you, and then tell him what I had decided upon. So here I am, and----"
"So am I," added Betty.
"And as I am here as well," put in Dave, "let"s talk it over now. Where are you thinking of going?"
"Seems to me the Yukon is the place. There"s a big rush going on.
There"s great talk of fabulous fortunes there."
"Yes, fabulous," said Dave dryly. "It"s a long way. A big fare. You"ll find yourself amongst all the sc.u.m and blacklegs of this continent.
You"ll be up against every proposition known to the crook. You"ll get tainted. Why not do some ranching? Somewhere around here, toward Edmonton."
Jim shook his head gloomily.
"I haven"t nearly enough capital."
"Maybe I could manage it for you," said Dave thoughtfully. "I mean it as a business proposition," he added hastily.
Jim"s face cleared, and his ready smile broke out like sunshine after a summer storm.
"Would you?" he cried. "Yes, a business proposition. Business interest.
I know the very place," he went on ardently. "Betty, wouldn"t that be bully? How would you like to be a rancher"s wife?"
But his spirits quickly received a damper. Betty shook her head.
"No, Jim. Not at Dave"s expense." Then she turned to the man who had made the offer. "No, no, Dave, old friend. Jim and I know you. This is not business from your point of view. You added that to disguise your kindly intention."
"But----" Dave began to protest.
But Betty would have none of it.
"This is a debate," she said, with a brightness she did not feel, "and I am speaking. Jim," she turned gently to her lover, "we"ll start fair and square with the world. You must do as uncle says. And you can do it. Do it yourself--yourself unaided. G.o.d will help you--surely. You are clever; you have youth, health and strength. I will wait for you all my life, if necessary. You have my promise, and it is yours until you come back to claim me. It may be only a year or two. We must be very, very brave. Whatever plan you decide on, if it is the Yukon, or Siberia, or anywhere else, I am content, and I will wait for you."
The girl"s words were so gently spoken, yet they rang with an irrevocable decision that astonished her hearers. Dave looked into the pretty, set face. He had known her so long. He had seen her in almost every mood, yet here was a fresh side to her character he had never even suspected, and the thought flashed through his mind, to what heights of ambition might a man not soar with such a woman at his side.
Jim looked at her too. But his was a stare of amazement, and even resentment.
"But why, Betty?" he argued sharply. "Why throw away a business offer such as this, when it means almost certain success? Dave offered it himself, and surely you will allow that he is a business man before all things."
"Is he?" Betty smiled. Then she turned to the man who had made the offer. "Dave, will you do something for me?"
"Why, yes, Betty--if it"s not to go and wash up cups down there," he replied at once, with a grin.
"No, it isn"t to wash cups. It"s"--she glanced quickly at Jim, who was watching her with anything but a lover-like stare--"it"s--to withdraw that offer."
Dave removed his pipe and turned to Jim.
"That ranch business is off," he said.
Then he suddenly sat up and leant toward the younger man.
"Jim, boy, you know I wish you well," he said. "I wish you so well that I understand and appreciate Betty"s decision now, though I allow I didn"t see it at first. She"s right. Parson Tom is right. I was wrong.
Get right out into the world and make her a home. Get right out and show her, and the rest of us, the stuff you"re made of. You won"t fail if you put your back into it. And when you come back it"ll be a great day for you both. And see here, boy, so long as you run straight you can ask me anything in the name of friendship, and I"ll not fail you.
Here"s my hand on it."
Something of Dave"s earnestness rather than the girl"s quiet strength seemed to suddenly catch hold of and lift the dejected man out of his moodiness. His face cleared and his sunny smile broke out again. He gripped the great hand, and enthusiasm rang in his voice.
"By G.o.d, you"re right, Dave," he cried. "You"re a good chap. Yes, I"ll go. Betty," he turned to the girl, "I"ll go to the Yukon, where there"s gold for the seeking. I"ll realize all the money I can. I won"t part with my mill. That will be my fall-back if I fail. But I won"t fail.
I"ll make money by--no, I"ll make money. And----" Suddenly, at the height of his enthusiasm, his face fell, and the buoyant spirit dropped from him.
"Yes, yes," broke in Betty, anxious to see his mood last.
Jim thought for a moment while the clouds gathered on his face. Then he looked steadily at Dave.
"Dave," he said, and paused. Then he began again. "Dave--in friendship"s name--I"ll ask you something now. Betty here," he swallowed, as though what he had to say was very difficult. "You see, I may be away a long time, you can never tell. Will you--will you take care of her for me? Will you be her--her guardian, as you have always been mine? I know I"m asking a lot, but somehow I can"t leave her here, and--I know there"s her uncle and aunt. But, I don"t know, somehow I"d like to think you had given me your word that she would be all right, that you were looking after her for me. Will you?"
His face and tone were both eager, and full of real feeling. Dave never flinched as he listened to the request, yet every word cut into his heart, lashed him till he wondered how it was Jim could not see and understand. He moistened his lips. He groped in his pocket for his matches and lit one. He let it burn out, watching it until the flame nearly reached his fingers. Then he knocked his pipe out on his boot, and broke it with the force he used. Finally he looked up with a smile, and his eyes encountered Betty"s.
She smiled back, and he turned to her lover, who was waiting for his answer.
"Sure I"ll look after her--for you," he said slowly.
Jim sprang to his feet.
"I can never thank----"
But Dave cut him short.
"Don"t thank me, boy," he said, preparing to return to the camp.
"Just--get out and do." And he left the lovers to return at their leisure.
CHAPTER III