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Life had ever vouchsafed Lafe Grandoken encouragement when the dawn was darkest. Now Peg's personal insult lined his clouds of fear with silver, and they sailed away in rapid succession as quickly as they had come; he saw them going like shadows under advancing sun rays.
"Where ye going?" he gently called, but only heard in reply: "In a minute in a minute!" But while Blaine was fuming, still getting things in readiness, Bangs slid back down the embankment, dragging a shabby gray army overcoat. Lafe looked disgusted. He snatched it, held it up, flashed his light over it, then cast it down, saying: "That's a Boche infantry coat officer's, I reckon.
But if you say you're runnin' things, that makes it a whole lot different. We ain't buckin' 'Drag' Harlan's game." "Thank you," grinned Harlan. "I saw you reportin' to Miss Morgan. You're straw-boss, I reckon." "You've hit it. I'm Stroud Lafe Stroud." "You'll keep on bein' straw-boss," said Harlan, shortly. "I'm appointin' a foreman." "Where's Lawson?" It was Stroud who spoke.
That is one reason the headquarters thinks that it is a good place to to do something." "Well Lafe," Orris spoke deliberately, "you know I am with you. Tell me as much or as little as you please. I'll follow you to the last notch." "I knew it!" Blaine grasped his comrade's hand and nearly wrung the fingers off. "Well, keep mum! Don't say anything to anybody but me.
He wanted Jinnie to give credit where credit was due, so he said, "You sold your wood because you had a helpin' hand." Jinnie was about to protest. "I mean " breathed Lafe. "Oh, angels! Eh?" interrupted the girl. "Yes, I sold my last two cents' worth by saying what you told me 'He gives His angels charge over thee' and, zip! a woman bought the last bundle and gave me a cent more'n I charged her."
The sight of the child clasped to her bosom awakened all that was highest in his nature. Concern over his wound had sobered her usual gay vivacity to a look of motherly tenderness. "Do you know," he murmured during a pause in their conversation, "you make me think of pictures of the Madonna!" "Lafe!" she protested, blushing and as quickly paling. "You should not say such a thing.
"Yes, from Bellaire. You won't stay here, now that you're rich." She threw a contemptuous glance about the shop. Jinnie caught the inflection of the cutting voice and noted the expression in the dark eyes. "I'll stay wherever Lafe and Peggy are," she said stubbornly. "Perhaps, but that doesn't say you're going to live in this street all your life.... I want you to go back to Mottville."
When twins come to a man who has always taken the Argus in preference to the Democrat, old man Ayers wags his head as if to say, "He brought it on himself;" and when Lafe Simpson meets a man who persistently refuses to take his paper in preference to the sheet across the street, he greets him as formally and warily as if he had smallpox and was passing free samples around.
Then, too, Theodore was still in the hospital, and she thought of him ever with a sense of terrific loss. But the daily papers brought her news of him, and now printed that his splendid constitution might pull him through. It never occurred to her that her loved one would believe Lafe had shot him and Maudlin Bates. Theodore was too wise, too kindly, for such suspicions.
When Clancy entered the garage, Lafe turned abruptly on his heel and walked into the office. Clancy followed him. "What's the matter with you, Lafe?" inquired Clancy. "Why do you take pains to avoid me, all the time? We can't get along like that and remain partners." A look of suffering filled Wynn's face.
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