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I said, 'the honour of the name, and the name of my firm is 'Grier's Company of Lumbermen. So I'm in it with all my might, and here's a letter I haven't posted it yet saying to Carnac Grier where I stand. Will you read it? There's no reason why you shouldn't." He tore open the envelope and took the letter out.
"Well, you've done easier things than that in your time, eh?" John Grier asked. Tarboe nodded. "It was touch and go. I guess it was the hardest thing I ever tried since I've been working for you, but it's come off all right, hasn't it?" He waved a hand to the workmen on the river, to the tumbling rushes of logs and timber.
He held out his hand with applause from the crowd, but Grandois was not to be softened. His anger, however, had behind it some sense of caution, and what Carnac said about the smallpox incident struck him hard. It was the first time he had ever been hit between the eyes where John Grier was concerned.
'Manda Grier put out her hand to Lemuel. He took it, and, "Well, good morning," he said again. "Well, good morning," repeated 'Manda Grier. Then Statira put out her hand, and she and Lemuel shook hands, and said together, "Well, good morning," and on these terms of high civility they parted. He went one way and they another.
John Grier was to be paid during her life a yearly stipend of twenty thousand dollars from the business; she also received a grant of seventy thousand dollars. Beyond that, there were a few gifts to hospitals and for the protection of horses, while to the clergyman of the parish went one thousand dollars.
The only embarrassment to be seen was on the faces of Fabian and his wife. Mrs. Grier and Carnac showed nothing. Carnac did not even move; by neither gesture nor motion of body did he show aught. At the close of it all, he came to Tarboe and held out a hand. "Good luck to you, Tarboe!" he said. "You'll make a success, and that's what he wanted more than anything else.
He did not do it that way, though. He left it to me. Was I to blame for that?" "Perhaps not, but you could have taken Carnac in, or given up the property to him the rightful owner. You could have done that. But you were thinking of yourself altogether." "Not altogether. In the first place, I am bound to keep my word to John Grier.
It is right you should know the truth about your birth, but it is not right you should declare it to all the world now. That was my duty long ago, and I did not do it. It is not your duty, and you must not do it. Barode Barouche is gone; John Grier has gone; and it would only hurt Fabian and his wife and you to tell it now.
And who will read the document?" "Who but the man he's trying to defeat? tell me that." "You mean Barode Barouche?" "Who else?" "Has he agreed to do it?" Luzanne nodded. "On the day Carnac became a candidate." "And if Carnac Grier denies it?" "He won't deny it. He never has. He says he was drunk when the thing was done mais, oui." "Is that all he says?" "No.
"Oh, nothing 't you'll care about," said 'Manda Grier, and she added with terrible irony, "You've b'en round to inquire so much that you hain't allowed time for any great change." "Has she been sick long?" faltered Lemuel. "I didn't dare to come!" he cried out. "I've been wanting to come, but I didn't suppose you would speak to me any of you."
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