Families -- Fiction; Latter Day Saints -- Fiction; West (U.S.) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
“It certainly is,” agreed the general. “We thought we had it sure, didn't we? Well, there is such a thing as being too sure. I tell you, Steve, we ain't the only fellows in Kansas with land to sell; there was plenty of others in the same line, and I went up against 'em hard at the capital, and they sat down pat on our little scheme. We got to go slow, things will come steady presently, but until they do we got to slack off on the building. I am sorry I got you up to tell you nothing better than this; don't worry though. How's Mrs. Landray?”
“About the same.”
“Humph! What does Arling say? I wonder if you hadn't better get away from here, Steve?” asked the general with kindly concern.
“And leave you to face the crisis?”
“It won't be the first one I've faced,” and Gibbs expanded his chest. “Maybe the climate just don't agree with her.”
“No, I sha'n'. leave you; and I doubt if Marian could make the change now.”
“Well, you know best, Landray, only don't let any sense of honour hold you here when it's to your interest to leave. I'm willing to split with you to-morrow if you say the word, and I'll think none the less of you. I ain't always been above running away myself. Just remember there's some money to divide now, and there may not be a red cent six months hence.”
“I'll chance it,” said Stephen firmly.
“Just as you like, but I want you to know that I don't consider you in any ways obligated to me. You have earned all you have had out of the business; it wouldn't set well for me to pretend otherwise.”
“Thank you, general,” said the younger man gratefully.
“Well, it's so. You sleep on what I've said.”
Then the general took his leave, and Stephen went back to his bed, but not to sleep. He had thought himself on the high road to fortune, and all at once things began to look black. In the morning he went early to the office where Gibbs soon joined him. He looked into Stephen's grave face and smiled.
“I guess my call didn't give you pleasant dreams, Landray. I've thought it over and I guess we'll just keep quiet and see what happens.”
But before the day was over, it was evident that the information
Gibbs brought from Topeka was not held by him alone. Before night there was a well-developed stampede among the owners of lots. This acted on Gibbs rather differently from what might have been expected.
“We'll show 'em,” he said, “that we got confidence; let 'em get in a panic, let 'em get rid of their lots, let 'em play the damn fool, Grant City's here to stay! It's got a future in the very nature of things. We don't need the county seat; they can locate that wherever they blame please; but we do want to get rid of these speculators, I always been opposed to speculation. I'd rather see things go back to the normal, even if we do lose; I would so, Stephen.”
But hard on the news that Grant City was not to get the county seat, came the news that neither was it to get the railroad.
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