"Too fine a point for me," he decided. "We'll just see, after you build your new road." "Well, I'm going to build it," she stated, "because he'll worry himself to death. And I don't care what happens to me, as long as he gets his road." "Well, I've seen 'em that wanted all kinds of things, but you're the first one that wanted a road. And so you're going to sign this contract if it loses you a million dollars?" "Yes, I am," she said. "We've drawn it all up and I've given him my word, so there's nothing else to do." "Yes, there is," he replied. "Tell him you've changed your mind and want a million dollars. Tell him that I've come back and don't want that grubstake contract and that you'll take it all in cash." "No," she frowned, "now there's no use arguing, because I've fully made up my mind. And if----" She paused and listened as steps came down the hall. "They're coming," she said and smiled. There was a rapid patter of feet and Lapham rapped and came in, bearing some papers and his notary's stamp; but when he saw Wunpost he stopped and stood aghast, while his stamp fell to the floor with a bang. "Why, why--oh, excuse me!" he broke out, turning to dart through the door; but the mighty bulk of Eells had blocked his way and now it forced him back. "Why--what's this?" demanded Eells, and then he saw Wunpost and his lip dropped down and came up. "Oh, excuse me, Miss Campbell," he burst out hastily, "we'll come back--didn't know you were occupied." He started to back out and Wunpost and Wilhelmina exchanged glances, for they had never seen him flustered before. But now he was stampeded, though why they could not guess, for he had never feared Wunpost before. "Oh, don't go!" cried Wilhelmina; "we were just waiting for you to come. _Please_ come back--I want to have it over with." She flew to the door and held it open and Eells and his lawyer filed in. "Don't let me disturb you," said Wunpost grimly and stood with his back to the wall. There was something in the wind, he could guess that already, and he waited to see what would happen. But if Eells had been startled his nerve had returned, and he proceeded with ponderous dignity. "This won't take but a moment," he observed to Wilhelmina as he spread the papers before her. "Here are the three copies of our agreement and"--he shook out his fountain pen--"you put your name right there." "No you don't!" spoke up Wunpost, breaking in on the spell, "don't sign nothing that you haven't read." He fixed her with his eyes and as Wilhelmina read his thoughts she laid down the waiting pen. Eells drew up his lip, Lapham shuffled uneasily, and Wilhelmina took up the contract. She glanced through it page by page, dipping in here and there and then turning impatiently ahead; and as she struggled with its verbiage the sweat burst from Eells' face and ran unnoticed down his neck. "All right," she smiled, and was picking up the pen when she paused and turned hurriedly back.