"
"That's what pulled him through," he nodded. "It would have done his heart
good to see how many friends he had. His recovery was a continuous
performance ovation. It would have been a poorer world for a lot of people
if Sam Yesler had crossed the divide."
"Yes. It would have been a very much poorer one for several I know."
He glanced shrewdly at her. "I've learned to look for a particular
application when you wear that particularly sapient air of mystery."
Her laugh admitted his hit. "Well, I was thinking of Laska. I begin to
think HER fair prince has come."
"Meaning Yesler?"
"Yes. She hasn't found it out herself yet. She only knows she is
tremendously interested."
"He's a prince all right, though he isn't quite a fairy. The woman that
gets him will be lucky.
"The man that gets Laska will be more that lucky," she protested loyally.
"I dare say," he agreed carelessly. "But, then, good women are not so rare
as good men. There. are still enough of them left to save the world. But
when it comes to men like Sam--well, it would take a Diogenes to find
another.
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