Theodore Seixas Solomons

“ But it was a success destined to be as ephemeral as the conviction that had achieved it, unless those bench values—which Ticely now knew—should be very like the values that Ticely had noted in his Klondike diary!
As he threaded his devious way through the dark spruce of the bench land, dogged by the little procession of men who were still his enemies—unless he made good, Bruce Waring hoped as he had never hoped before, that his “front” would be justified when next he looked into the face of the man whom he had snatched back from safety to meet the fury of a raging mob! ”

“ Ticely shrugged his shoulders—and smiled. While the crowd, partly dispersing, wandered along the bench ground, discussing the direction and formation of the old channel, Waring lured Joan into the little tent. He knew she must be utterly at sea—fairly dizzy with puzzlement over these new developments. ”

“ And Ticely found him—still staring. He had passed Joan, pale, eyes turned from him, leaving the tent. The situation was exceedingly plain.
“High-spirited girl, that,” observed Ticely cheerfully. “All she needs is the truth!”
“No human being is going to know that,” declared Bruce, grasping his partner's arm. “No secret is safe forever in the keeping of any one. ”