Harold Edward Bindloss

Harold Edward Bindloss

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Portrait of Harold Edward Bindloss Harold Edward Bindloss The Gold Trail — Chapter XXXII (1910)

When they had climbed for an hour, the snow grew thicker, and it became evident that the light was dying out rapidly. The freighter announced that he could scarcely see a dozen yards ahead, and Weston could discern no more than the blurred shape of the horse that floundered over the slippery stones a few paces in front of him. He could, however, hear Devine encouraging the one he led, and occasionally breaking out into hoarse expletives.
"It's gluey feet they want," said the latter, when they stopped for a minute or two. "You can't expect horses to crawl up a wall."
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Portrait of Harold Edward Bindloss Harold Edward Bindloss The Gold Trail — Chapter XXXII (1910)

I can swing every dollar that stock stands for up to two or three. Will you do me the favor to glance at that certificate?"
Wannop handed it to the nearest man, and the latter's face fell.
"Now," said Stirling, "at the moment, you're the only people anxious to buy; but I've only to send that certificate and a nicely worked-up account of the rich new find around to the press, and everybody with a dollar to spare will be wanting Grenfell stock. Still, there'll be no shares available—I've made sure of that. I'll ask you, as men with some knowledge of these matters, where's the price going to?"
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Portrait of Harold Edward Bindloss Harold Edward Bindloss The Gold Trail — Chapter XXXII (1910)

Weston declared. "We could make this quite an easy trail with a little grading. It's the only really difficult spot."
"Well," said Devine, dryly, "I guess you could. In this country they call any trail easy that you can crawl up on your hands and knees. Still, that little grading's going to cost you about two thousand dollars a mile."
They could scarcely see one another when they went on again, and the sound of their footsteps was muffled by the sliding snow.
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