They're always too
blame enthusiastic about the country and the Company. Seems like they
try to pay for their entertainment by jollying us along. Don't fool me
any. When a man begins to object to things, you know he's thinking of
buying."
Bob listened to this wisdom with some amusement. "How'd you explain when
the stream stopped?" he asked.
"Why," said Selwyn, looking straight ahead, "didn't you hear Mr. Oldham?
They turned the water into the Upper Ditch to irrigate the Foothill
Tracts."
Bob laughed. "You're not much of a liar, Selwyn," he said pleasantly.
"Failure of gasoline would hit it nearer."
"Oh, that's where you went," said Selwyn. "I ought to have kept my eye
on you closer."
He fell silent, and Bob eyed him speculatively. He liked the young
fellow's clear, frank cast of countenance.
"Look here, Selwyn," he broke out, "do you like this bunco game?"
"I don't like the methods," replied Selwyn promptly; "but you are
mistaken when you think it's a bunco game. The land is good; there's
plenty of artesian water to be had; and we don't sell at a fancy price.
We've located over eight hundred families up there at Lucky Lands, and
three out of four are making good.
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