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Colton asked me to do it and I saw no reason for saying no." "Funny he should ask you. He ain't asked anybody else in town." "I don't know that and I don't care. I shall do as I please. I have no grievance against the Coltons. I shall not sell them my land, but I reserve the right to meet them yes, and to associate with them if I choose. You and your friends may as well understand that, Captain."
Somethin' belongin' to the Coltons, I s'pose likely. Why won't you do it again? Ain't they paid you enough?" Again I laughed. "They have paid me too much," I said, bitterly. "What I picked up wasn't worth the money." And that, in the end, was the answer I sent to Carver with his five dollars.
You remember I warned you against misjudging the Coltons, Roscoe. They, too, I am sure, are good people at heart, in spite of their wealth." "Mother, you are too charitable for this earth too unworldly altogether." "Haven't you and I reason to be charitable? There! there! let us forget the land and the money. Roscoe, I should like to meet this Miss Colton. She must be a brave girl."
Of course his reason for advising my selling was plain enough, but, leaving the Coltons entirely aside, the idea was not without allurement. The town's convenience in the matter of a road might be considered, just as he said. And my scruples against selling at a profit were, after all, based upon that feature. "You think it over," he counseled.
As a matter of fact he met the Coltons' chauffeur in the motor car and the chauffeur invited him to go to Bayport with him. The chauffeur had an errand there. Lute accepted as he says, automobile rides don't come his way every day in the week and they had trouble with the engine and did not get back until almost night.
Ros, do YOU intend to get down on your knees to them Coltons?" I laughed and went on without replying. I left the store and strolled across the road to the bank, intending to make a short call on George Taylor, the cashier, my most intimate acquaintance and the one person in Denboro who came nearest to being my friend.
I had not been up to the village for two days, having been employed at our boat-house on the beach below the house, getting my motor dory into commission for the summer. But now I remembered that Lute had said something about the Coltons being expected, or having arrived, and that he seemed much excited over it.
But I don't know how long you've been gone." "Only a few minutes. I I just stepped over 'cross the Lane for a jiffy, that's all. Say, by time; them Coltons must have money!" "That's a habit of millionaires, I believe." "Hey? What do you mean by that? If they didn't have money they couldn't be millionaires, could they? How'd you like to be a millionaire, Ros?" "I don't know. I never tried."
"There!" he whined, "I told you so, Tim. I said you hadn't ought to act that way." "Aw, what are you givin' us!" sneered Hallet. "You thought 'twas as funny as anybody, Zeb Kendrick. Look here, Ros Paine! I thought you was down on them Coltons. We fellers are only havin' a little fun with 'em for bein' so stuck-up and hoggish. Can't you take a joke?" "Not your kind. Go back, Zeb."
Hofer had learned some of her lessons in London. All that were now looked upon as county families, spending as they did but one or two months of the year in the city, had come to town for this ball, but the country towns were represented only by Gwynne and Isabel and the Tom Coltons.
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