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"I've heard from her," he half whispered. "Heard from her?" gasped Truedale, and even then Greyson seemed unaware of the attitude of the stranger. "How did you hear from her?" "She wrote and sent the letter long of of Bill Trim, a half-wit but trusty. Nella-Rose went with Lawson she 'lowed she had to. He came on her in the woods and held her to her word.
"She is mad! absolutely mad!" cried Colonel Le Noir, who was assisting his son to rise. "Silence, sir!" thundered Herbert Greyson, advancing toward him with uplifted and threatening hand. "Gentlemen! gentlemen! pray remember that you are within the walls of a church!" said the distressed priest.
Just when he began to feel himself respectable, it was certainly bad to meet with such hard luck. What, too, would Mr. Greyson and Ida think? He had been so constant at the Sunday school that his absence would be sure to be noticed, and he knew that his former mode of life would make his guilt more readily believed in the present instance.
"I'm rather lazy sometimes," said Oscar, "but I shall turn over a new leaf some of these days, and astonish everybody. To-night, as I have no studying to do, I'll tell you what we'll do. Did you ever pop corn?" "Sometimes." "I've got some corn here, and Ma'am Greyson has a popper. Stay here alone a minute, and I'll run down and get it."
Greyson for the Sunday school, Ida placed her hand in Dick's, and said persuasively, "You'll come again, Dick, won't you?" "Thank you," said Dick, "I'd like to," and he could not help thinking Ida the nicest girl he had ever seen. "Yes," said Mrs. Greyson, hospitably, "we shall be glad to see you both here again." "Thank you very much," said Henry Fosdick, gratefully.
"So long as men are not afraid to sell their souls, there will always be a Devil's market for them." Greyson did not so much mind there being a Devil's market, provided he could be assured of an honest market alongside, so that a man could take his choice. What he feared was the Devil's steady encroachment, that could only end by the closing of the independent market altogether.
The children have just been put into our schools, but they have not advanced very far as yet. Their teacher asked Mr. Candish to do something for them; they are wretchedly poor. I wish you could see the place, Mrs. Greyson. Eight people in a room not so large as this, and such poverty as you could hardly imagine. Yet these people had taken in another.
So it was that Greyson and a few others, noting Truedale at a distance and losing sight of him at once, concluded that he was Burke, back and in hiding; and a growing but stealthy excitement was in the air. He was supposed by both factions to be with the sheriff, and feeling ran high. In the final estimate, could White have known it, he himself held no small part!
I won't let pride stand in the way of my supporting mother and myself." This was a sensible and praiseworthy resolution, as I hope my young readers will admit. I don't think much of the pride that is willing to let others suffer in order that it may be gratified. Ben worked a full week for Farmer Greyson, and helped unload the two cords of wood, which were his wages, in his mother's yard.
Here and there, an honest journal advocated a reform, pleaded for the sweeping away of an injustice. The public shrugged its shoulders. Another newspaper stunt! A bid for popularity, for notoriety: with its consequent financial kudos. She still continued to write for Greyson, but felt she was labouring for the doomed.
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