"I was wonderin'," returned Peg, "if we couldn't get some one interested in 'er--the Kings, mebbe. They're a good sort, with lots of money, an' are more'n smart."
Lafe's eyes brightened visibly, but saddened again. He shook his head.
"We can't get the Kings 'cause I read in the paper last night they're gone away West, to be gone for a year or more.... It's a good idea, though. Some one'll turn up, sure."
"When they do, my man," Peg said quickly, "don't be takin' any credit to yourself, 'cause you hadn't ought to take credit for the plannin' your sharp brains do."
As he shook his head, smiling, she left him quickly and shut the door.