It's the beginning of a new life for us. This country's going to be rich, and we're here right at the beginning. All it took was the baby to make me feel it, how new it all is. Now we belong, Mary, that's all I can say. " "You want it very much." Monday looked down at her hand, dark against his own. "Yes. Because—because that's the way it's got to be. And that's the way it will be. Hell, Mary, in a hundred years we'll be—I don't know—ancestors or something. People'll be talkin' about us like we talk about the Revolution. Hell, the Oregon Territory's bigger'n all of England, for all their kings. It's just starting, and we'll help to make it." "Yes," Mary said softly, and closed her eyes. "We belong now, is all I want to say really. And eve1ything's going to be different." The door opened and Virginia came in quietly. "You come now," she said to Monday. "Just a minute," Monday said, leaning over. "Mary, listen. I'd like to name him, if it's all right with you, I'd like t' name him Webster.
