It was a pretty place," she replied.
Carley did not tell him that for a month past she had owned the Deep Lake
section of six hundred and forty acres. She had, in fact, instructed Hutter
to purchase it, and to keep the transaction a secret for the present.
Carley had never been able to understand the impulse that prompted her to
do it. But as Hutter had assured her it was a remarkably good investment on
very little capital, she had tried to persuade herself of its advantages.
Back of it all had been an irresistible desire to be able some day to
present to Glenn this ranch site he loved. She had concluded he would
never wholly dissociate himself from this West; and as he would visit it
now and then, she had already begun forming plans of her own. She could
stand a month in Arizona at long intervals.
"Hutter and I will go into cattle raising some day," went on Glenn. "And
that Deep Lake place is what I want for myself."
"What work are you doing for Hutter?" asked Carley.
"Anything from building fence to cutting timber," laughed Glenn. "I've not
yet the experience to be a foreman like Lee Stanton. Besides, I have a
little business all my own. I put all my money in that."
"You mean here--this--this farm?"
"Yes.
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