Roy Norton

“ He seized the pick and drove it heavily into the bottom of the pit. Then instantly all else was forgotten, for it did not yield. He twisted it backward and forward until it was released, seized his shovel and forced it through the disturbed earth, while the girl leaned forward on hands and knees. He threw the earth away rapidly, exposing a log, earth-rotted, then by its side another and yet another. He threw the shovel down and looked up at her, exulting.
“Well, Edith,” he said, suppressing his excitement and gratification, “it looks to me as if you had found the old Bonanza shaft.” ”

“ I'm too curious to wait very long. I shall begin to dig with my hands!”
He scrambled through the barrier across the gap of the cove, and with long strides ran back to his uncompleted pit, possessed himself of the tools, and regained her side, panting heavily. ”

“ Josh, in the meantime, had come to long hours of lazy silence, but he imparted no confidences as to his trend of thought. To Tom, who for a whole week had been brought into such close contact with the mine owner's daughter, her departure was like the breaking up of the world. Living together in such circumstances—for the sick room has no etiquette—had brought about an intimacy that could not have been accomplished in months under ordinary circumstances. His fear of loneliness was mitigated by Edith's announcement that she would come each day and watch her patient while Tom renewed his work. ”