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When it is absolutely necessary, then indeed it is done without much thought; but in the case of the Arkwrights it was not absolutely necessary. And there was another reason which turned Mrs. Arkwright's heart against that journey by Punt' Arenas. The place is unhealthy, having at certain seasons a very bad name; and here on their outward journey her husband had been taken ill.
She had been talking and laughing brightly about something, when he chanced to introduce Arkwright's name. "By the way, where is Mary Jane these days?" he asked then. "I don't know, I'm sure. He hasn't been here lately," murmured Billy, reaching for a book on the table.
"But if there were only something one could do to help!" Arkwright's eyes grew deep with feeling, but his voice, when he spoke, was purposely light. "I'm afraid that would be quite too big a contract for even your generosity, Miss Neilson to mend all the broken hopes in the world," he prophesied.
Old Caroline snapped her chair back beside her greasy table and sat down abruptly to her spoiled ham again. "Dat make me mad," she grumbled. "Ever' time a white pusson fail to lay dey han' on somp'n, dey comes an' turns over ever'thing in my house." She paused a moment, closed her eyes in thought, and then mused aloud: "I wonder who is got Miss Arkwright's roaster."
With an abrupt gesture he turned and began to pace the room moodily. At the piano Alice slipped from the chords into the nocturne. She played it straight through, then, with a charm and skill that brought Arkwright's feet to a pause before it was half finished. "By George, that's great!" he breathed, when the last tone had quivered into silence. "Yes, isn't it beautiful?" she murmured.
Indeed the sparseness of its population at the time of purchase and the amazing fertility of its soil and adaptability of its climate to Slave Labor, together with the then recent invention by Eli Whitney, of Massachusetts, of that wonderful improvement in the separation of cotton-fibre from its seed, known as the "cotton-gin" which with the almost simultaneous inventions of Hargreaves, and Arkwright's cotton-spinning machines, and Watt's application of his steam engine, etc., to them, marvelously increased both the cotton supply and demand and completely revolutionized the cotton industry contributed to rapidly and thickly populate the whole region with white Slave-holders and black Slaves, and to greatly enrich and increase the power of the former.
Yes, I know him." Arkwright's lips snapped together crisply. "Yes. He said he knew you. That's why I'm counting on your help." "What do you mean?" "I mean I want you to get Henshaw away from him, and keep him away." Arkwright's face darkened with an angry flush. "Great Scott, Calderwell! What are you talking about? Henshaw is no kid to be toted home, and I'm no nursery governess to do the toting!"
Raymond, who was by no means the horror Arkwright's language of fashionable exaggeration had pictured, and who endured Craig's sophomoric eulogies of "your great and revered father," because the eulogist was young and handsome, and obviously anxious to please her. As Arkwright passed along the edge of the dancers a fan reached out and touched him on the arm.
A touch of constraint had come into Arkwright's voice which Billy's keen ear was quick to detect. "She was nineteen then and very pretty." "About my height, and with light-brown hair and big blue-gray eyes that look steely cold when she's angry?" questioned Billy. "I reckon that's about it," acknowledged the man, with a faint smile. "Then they are the ones," declared the girl, plainly excited.
Raw, crude materials came together; men of the same level, as regarded education and station, took suddenly the different positions of masters and men, owing to the motherwit, as regarded opportunities and probabilities, which distinguished some, and made them far-seeing as to what great future lay concealed in that rude model of Sir Richard Arkwright's.
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