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"Well," he resumed, "I expect you know payment in part is sometimes allowed before a job is finished, but when we made our agreement nothing was stated about this."
"The custom has drawbacks for the people who let the contract," Jake remarked.
"Very true," agreed the surveyor. "Then you don't mean to bother us for money?"
"It would, of course, be useful," Jake admitted in a thoughtful voice.
"However, if the office doesn't see its way----"
"You would be satisfied to wait?"
Jim frowned. Jake's pretended indifference was prudent, but he had overdone the thing. While Jim wondered how he could put the matter right Carrie interposed.
"My brother is generally hopeful. In a way, that's good, but sometimes he's rash."
The surveyor's eyes twinkled. "Do you mean he's rash just now?"
"Yes," said Carrie, "I really think I do mean this."
"I didn't know if it was rashness or common bluff."
Jake grinned rather awkwardly and Jim colored, but Carrie fixed her eyes on the surveyor.
"It was all bluff from the beginning. We hadn't the money we needed when we took the contract, and since then we have never had proper tools and help enough."
"In fact, you had nothing much but obstinacy and grit? They sometimes go far in the bush; but I don't know if they'll go far enough to carry you through. Perhaps you had better be frank."
"I generally am frank. Bluffing's dangerous, and my brother didn't know when to stop. Anyhow, unless we get some money soon, I'm afraid we'll go broke."
"Perhaps it's strange, but I rather suspected this," the surveyor rejoined. "Well, I'd like you to put the contract over. You have done good work up-to-date and I'll risk giving you an order on the pay office. If you'll wait while I get a form, I'll do it now."
He went into the tent and Carrie smiled at the others. Jim was conscious of keen relief and a touch of annoyance. Although Carrie had saved the situation, he had let her undertake an awkward task that was properly his. Then the surveyor came back and gave her a doc.u.ment.
"I imagine you are sometimes rash," he remarked. "Didn't you see the line you took was risky?"
"No," said Carrie, smiling; "I wasn't rash at all. I know when I can trust people and didn't think you would let us down. All the same, I knew you wouldn't give us a pay order unless you saw we'd make good.
Well, we are going to make good, and now that's done with, we'll talk about something else."
The surveyor laughed and began to talk about his journey, but Jim noted that he gave Carrie an approving glance. Next morning he went on and the others resumed their work with quiet confidence. The financial strain had slackened and they were not afraid of the physical difficulties that must yet be grappled with. Rocks and trees could be moved so long as the men were paid and fed. Still the fight was not over and their courage was tried when they carried the line along the moraine by a shrunken glacier and across a broken range. At length, one evening, Jim took Carrie up a hill and when they reached the top indicated a river that sparkled among the trees below.
"Follow it down and look across the big pines on the flat," he said.
Carrie looked and saw a thin, blue haze floating about the trees.
"Oh!" she cried, "it's smoke."
"The high smear against the rocks is from a mine stack, and I think I see the steam from a sawmill by the river," Jim said quietly. "The line will soon be finished, and you have helped us out."
The color came into Carrie's face and her eyes shone. "Perhaps I have helped some; if I have, I'm glad. Now I'm proud of my family. You have put it over."
"We came near being beaten," Jim replied with some emotion. "I think, if you had not been with us, we would have been beaten."
Carrie gave him a level glance. "It's done with, Jim. I wanted you and Jake to make good, for your sake and mine. You see, if you couldn't have stood for it, I'd have lost confidence in myself."
"I'm not sure I do see," Jim replied, as they started down hill.
"It's good to concentrate, but perhaps you concentrate too much,"
Carrie resumed by and by. "You see things right in front; you don't look about."
"I suppose I am like that," Jim admitted. "I don't know if it's good or not."
Carrie smiled rather curiously. "We didn't choose our characters; they were given us. I wonder what would have happened had we been different----"
She stopped as they climbed across a fallen tree and said nothing more until they reached the camp.
CHAPTER XIV
THE RECKONING
When the line reached the settlement Jim and his party returned to Vancouver. Shortly after their arrival Martin came to see them.
"I've been in town some time, and seeing a notice in the _Colonist_ that you had finished the job, thought I'd like to tell you I was glad," he said.
Carrie thanked him and by and by he asked: "Have you had a fresh offer from Baumstein for your copper claim?"
Jim said they had not and Martin smiled. "I reckon the offer will arrive, and now he knows you have got your pay he'll put up his price."
"If it does arrive, we won't reply," said Carrie, firmly.
"I don't know if that's a good plan," Martin remarked. "Baumstein will offer about half as much as he's willing to give, but I'd take hold and negotiate until I thought he'd reached his limit. It will be under what the claim is worth. Then I'd go along and try the Combine."
"Would they buy?" Jim asked.
"Go and see. Although Baumstein's pretty smart, he doesn't know they're quietly investing in Northern copper; I do. There's another thing; if you have got specimens, send some for a.s.say to a different man."
Jim pondered. The a.n.a.lysis of the ore was not as good as he had expected and the miner who had examined the specimens at his camp agreed. For all that, a.s.sayers were generally honest and skillful.
"What's the matter with the man I went to?" he asked.
"He's sometimes soused and you can't trust a tanker. Then he's extravagant."
"Ah," said Jim. "Is that all?"
Martin gave him a dry smile. "I happen to know Baumstein lent him money. It's possible he meant to get value for a risky loan."
The others said nothing, but they saw the significance of the hint and Jim's face got stern.