Oil!

Bunny was looking for a site for the labor college. It was a much pleasanter job than seeking oil lands; you could give some attention to the view, the woods and the hills, and other things you really cared about; also it wasn't such a gamble, because you could really find out about the water supply, and have a chemical analysis of the soil. It meant taking long rides in the country; and since Rachel was to be one of the bosses, it was good sense for her to go along. They had time to talk -- and a lot to talk about, since they were going to take charge of a bunch of young radicals, boys and girls of all ages -- twenty-four hours a day.

They had looked at a couple of places, and there was another farther from the city, and Bunny remarked, "If we go to that, we'll be late getting home. " Rachel answered, "If it's too late, we can go to some hotel, and finish up in the morning," said Bunny, "That would start the gossips. " But Rachel was not afraid of gossips, so she declared.