Sunny Slopes by Ethel Hueston
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Indeed, I will be careful."
Then they sat silent again. "Out west," he said at last dreamily. "Out west. I've always wanted to go west. Not just this way, but--maybe it is our chance, Carol." "Of course it is. We'll just rest and play a couple of months, and then come back better than ever. No, let's get a church out there and stay forever. That will be Safety First. Isn't it grand we have that money in the bank, David? Think how solemn it would be now if we were clear broke, as we were before we decided to economize and start a bank-account." David nodded, smiling, but the smile was grave. The little bank-account was very fine, but to David, lying there with the wreck of his life about him, the outlook was solemn in spite of it. CHAPTER IX UPHEAVAL "Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three,--for goodness' sake!--fifty-four, fifty-five." Carol looked helplessly at her dusty hands and mopped her face desperately with her forearm. |
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