"Bill, you mustn't think I worship money above other things. I don't. But all my life I've heard one sentence that always grated on my nerves and my sense of justice. Whenever I wanted something nice, daddy or mother would say, 'We can't afford it.' They worked hard, and I worked and tried to do right always--and still we couldn't _afford_ to enjoy life. "Bill-dear, I never want to hear that said to me again, as long as I live!" She drew away from him, so that she could look into his face. Her own was flushed and very earnest. "Now we're rich, I mean to have the things and enjoy the things we couldn't _afford_. I never want to wonder whether the money will hold out to the end of the trip. I want to buy things without asking what they cost. I--I'm just _hungry_ for the world, Bill! And if you had to hurry back and look after things, I--I----" Bill gathered her into his arms, his throat contracting painfully at the sudden quiver of her lips. One day married, and Doris had tears in her eyes! "I'll make you one promise, right now," he said contritely. "I'll never bring you back to this country unless you want to come. And I'll fix it so that you'll always be able to afford anything you want. Why, all _I_ want is to see you happy and keep you loving me, sweetheart. I could grin at the world if I were a hobo and had your love. So never worry about having to come back to Parowan or any other place." Doris rewarded him properly for that, and immediately made use of her woman's prerogative and had the last word. "Then you'd better lay aside that suspiciousness of yours and fix things so you won't _have_ to come back," she pouted. "John and Walter are perfectly capable of managing things, and it's to their interest. Look at the salary they're getting--and the big block of stock you gave them! Our interests are their interests, Bill-dear--and they can do the work. You did your share when you tramped the desert and found the mine. It's their turn now at the job." Into the echo of that speech walked John and Walter, drawn into Christian-name intimacy in the past two months. Their arms were full of books--too precious to be carried by anxious bellboys--their heads were full of plans and the details of their work. Their hearts were full, too, of zeal, perchance. One must judge most persons by their faces and the words they speak. So Bill spent a weary two hours signing stock certificates in blank, on the line in the right-hand corner entitled PRESIDENT in small caps. They were dignified-looking certificates, but Bill grew very tired of them before he was through.