The Little Lady of The Big House by Jack London Chapter 1 Page 9

“I’ve been thinking about the dam on the Buckeye. I want the figures on the gravel-haul and on the rock-crushing� . Yes, that’s it. I imagine that the gravel-haul will cost anywhere between six and ten cents a yard more than the crushed rock. That last pitch of hill is what eats up the gravel-teams. Work out the figures� . No, we won’t be able to start for a fortnight� . Yes, yes; the new tractors, if they ever deliver, will release the horses from the plowing, but they’ll have to go back for the checking� . No, you’ll have to see Mr. Everan about that. Good-by.”

And his third call:

“Mr. Dawson? Ha! Ha! Thirty-six on my porch right now. It must be white with frost down on the levels. But it’s most likely the last this year� .