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There was a series of thunderous knocks on the front door, that door was thrown violently open, and, before the startled maker of mills could do much more than rise to his feet, the door to the workroom was pulled open also. Captain Hunniwell's bulk filled the opening. Captain Sam was red-faced and seemed excited. "Well, by the gracious king," he roared, "you're here, anyhow!
Well, here's Hunniwell's pay comin' to him now. He's praised that Phillips thief from one end of Ostable county to the other, told how smart he was and how honest and good he was till Lord A'mighty, it's enough to turn a decent man's stomach! And not only that, but here's the feller courtin' his daughter. Oh, ho, ho, ho! that's the best of the whole business.
I give you my word I'd never thought of references, not till then." "But if we tell him tell him everything, we shall only make matters worse, shan't we? Of course he won't give him the position then." "There's a chance he won't, that's true. But Sam Hunniwell's a fine feller, there ain't any better, and he likes you and well, he and I have been cruisin' in company for a long spell.
Jed smiled slightly. "Nathan saw it," he said. "I understood he had to take back the kitten and give up the seven dollars. He don't hardly speak to me nowadays. Seems to think 'twas my fault. I don't hardly think 'twas, do you?" Miss Hunniwell's call lasted almost an hour.
After I took it down to put this money in it I put it back on a different shelf. I just found it now by accident." As the captain was leaving Jed asked one more question. "Sam," he asked, "about this bank job now? If you had a chance to get a bright, smart young man with experience in bank work, you'd hire him, wouldn't you?" Captain Hunniwell's answer was emphatic.
And it was from Babbie he first learned that, in spite of all Captain Hunniwell's precautions, some one had dropped a hint. It may as well be recorded here that the identity of that some one was never clearly established. There were suspicions, centering about the bank messenger, but he stoutly denied having told a living soul.
It was Maud Hunniwell's voice. She had entered the shop and the living-room without his hearing her and now she was standing behind him with her hand upon his shoulder. He started, turned and looked up into her face. And one glance caused him to forget himself and even the pictured face in the drawer for the time and to think only of her. "Maud!" he exclaimed. "Maud!"
But leavin' that all to one side, she's Sam Hunniwell's young-one and that's enough for me." "But she's his only child, Phin." "Good enough! I had a boy; he was an only child, too, you'll remember. Where is he now? Out somewheres where he don't belong, fightin' and bein' killed to help Wall Street get rich. And who sent him there? Why, Sam Hunniwell and his gang. You're one of 'em, Jed Winslow.
They had been talking since eight. Charles and his sister had had a long conversation following Captain Hunniwell's visit and then, after a pretense at supper a pretense made largely on Babbie's account the young man had come straight to the shop and to Jed. He had found the latter in a state of extreme dejection.
Phineas Babbitt, however, continued to express dislike, or, at the most, indifference. "I'm too old a bird," declared the vindictive little hardware dealer, "to bow down afore a slick tongue and a good-lookin' figgerhead. He's one of Sam Hunniwell's pets and that's enough for me. Anybody that ties up to Sam Hunniwell must have a rotten plank in 'em somewheres; give it time and 'twill come out."
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