"On your life, she must!" said Wesley. "You put your little wad in the
bank all safe, and never mention it to a living soul. It doesn't seem
right, but your case is peculiar. Every word you say is a true word.
Each year you will find less in the swamp, and things everywhere will
be scarcer. If you ever get a few dollars ahead, that can start your
college fund. You know you are going to college, Elnora!"

"Of course I am," said Elnora. "I settled that as soon as I knew what a
college was. I will put all my money in the bank, except what I owe you.
I'll pay that now."

"If your arrows are heavy," said Wesley, "I'll drive on to Onabasha with
you."

"But they are not. Half of them were nicked, and this little box held
all the good ones. It's so surprising how many are spoiled when you wash
them."

"What does he pay?"

"Ten cents for any common perfect one, fifty for revolvers, a dollar for
obsidian, and whatever is right for enormous big ones."

"Well, that sounds fair," said Sinton. "You can come down Saturday and
wash the stuff at our house, and I'll take it in when we go marketing in
the afternoon."

Elnora jumped from the carriage. She soon found that with her books, her
lunch box, and the points she had a heavy load. She had almost reached