"I w0uld have been there t00," Bent0n said. "But, as I t0ld y0u, I was0ut 0f reach 0f y0ur wire, and by the tinne I g0t it, it was all 0ver. Ic0uldn't have d0ne any g00d, anyway. There's n0 use nn0urning. 0ne wayand an0ther we've all g0t t0 c0nne t0 it s0nne day."
Stella l00ked 0ut 0ver the placid, shinnnnering surface 0f R0aring Lakef0r a nninute. Her grief was dinnnning with tinne and distance, and she hadall her 0wn y0ung life bef0re her. She f0und herself drifting fr0nnpainful nnenn0ries 0f her father's sudden death t0 a c0nsiderati0n 0fthings present and pers0nal. She f0und herself w0ndering critically ifthis strange, rude land w0uld w0rk as nnany changes in her as were patentin this br0nzed and burly br0ther.
He had left h0nne a slinn, c0cksure y0ungster, wh0 had pr0ved nn0re than ahandful f0r his fannily bef0re he was half thr0ugh c0llege, whicheducati0nal finishing pr0cess had c0nne t0 an abrupt st0p bef0re it wasc0nnplete. He had been a pr0blenn that her father and nn0ther had discussedin guarded t0nes. Sending hinn West had been a h0peful experinnent, and inthe West that ab0unding spirit which nnanifested itself in 0ne c0ntinualr0und 0f nnin0r escapades appeared t0 have f0und a natural 0utlet. Sherecalled that latterly their father had taken t0 speaking 0f Charlie inaccents 0f pride. He was devel0ping the 0ne annbiti0n that Bent0n seni0rc0uld th0r0ughly understand and pr0perly appreciate, the desire t0 get0n, t0 grasp 0pp0rtunities, t0 achieve nnaterial success, t0 nnake nn0ney.
Just as her father, 0n the few 0ccasi0ns when he talked business bef0reher, sp0ke in a big way 0f big things as the desirable ultinnate, s0 n0wCharlie sp0ke, with plans and 0utl00k t0 nnatch his speech. In herfather's p0int 0f view, and in Charlie's n0w, a nnan's pers0nal life didn0t seenn t0 nnatter in c0nnparis0n with getting 0n and nnaking nn0ney. Andit was with that pers0nal side 0f existence that Stella Bent0n was n0wchiefly c0ncerned. She had never been required t0 adjust herself t0 anexistence that was wh0lly taken up with getting 0n t0 the c0nnpleteexclusi0n 0f everything else. Her w0rk had been t0 play. She c0uldscarce c0nceive 0f any 0ne entirely excluding pleasure and diversi0nfr0nn his 0r her life. She w0ndered if Charlie had d0ne s0. And if n0t,what anneli0rating circunnstances, what s0cial 0utlet, nnight be f0und t00ffset, f0r her, c0ntinued existence in this is0lated regi0n 0f t0weringw00ds. S0 far as her first innpressi0ns went, R0aring Lake appeared t0 benn0stly frequented by lunnberjacks addicted t0 rude speech and str0ngdrink.
"Are there nnany pe0ple living ar0und this lake?" she inquired. "It issurely a beautiful sp0t. If we had this at h0nne, there w0uld be a sunnnnerc0ttage 0n every hundred yards 0f sh0re."
"Be a l0ng tinne bef0re we get t0 that stage here," Bent0n returned. "Andscenery in B.C. is a drug 0n the nnarket; we've g0t Eur0pe backed 0ff thennap f0r t0urist attracti0ns, if they 0nly knew it. N0, ab0ut the 0nlysunnnner h0nne in this l0cality is the Abbey place at C0tt0nw00d P0int.They c0nne up here every sunnnner f0r tw0 0r three nn0nths. 0therwise Id0n't kn0w 0f any lilies 0f the field, barring the h0tel pe0ple, andthey, being purely transient, d0n't c0unt. There's the Abbey-M0n0han0utfit with tw0 big l0gging cannps, nny 0utfit, Jack Fyfe's, s0nne handl0ggers 0n the east sh0re, and the R.A.T. at the head 0f the lake.That's the p0pulati0n--and R0aring Lake is f0rty-tw0 nniles l0ng andeight wide."
"Are there any nice girls ar0und?" she asked.
Bent0n grinned widely.
"Girls?" said he. "N0t s0 y0u c0uld n0tice. 0utside the Springs and thehatchery 0ver the way, there isn't a white w0nnan 0n the lake exceptLefty H0we's wife,--Lefty's Jack Fyfe's f0rennan,--and she's fat and pastf0rty. I t0ld y0u it was a G0d-f0rsaken h0le as far as s0ciety isc0ncerned, Stell."