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And Maudlin, too! How she detested his lustful, doltish eyes! She straightened her shoulders, considering. The wood was heavy, and the strap, bound tightly about her chest and arms, made her terribly tired. But a whole string of sausage was a temptation she could not withstand. In her fertile imagination she could see Lafe nod his approbation, and Peggy joyously frying her earnings in the pan.
"Would you like to hear something about me and Peggy, lassie?" he inquired, "an' will you take my word for things?" Jinnie nodded trustfully. She had already grown to love the cobbler, and her affection grew stronger as she stated: "There isn't anything you'd tell me, cobbler, I wouldn't believe!" With slow importance Lafe put down his hammer. "I'm a Israelite," he announced.
"I'd rather you'd spend the money on Lafe and Bobbie," she said. But Peggy replied, "No," and that's how it came that Jinnie stepped quite proudly from the motor car at the stone steps. Molly Merriweather met her with a forced smile, and Jinnie felt strained until Theodore King's genial greeting dissipated the affront.
But his account was frequently interrupted by exclamations from his wife and Isobel. At the end he dwelt strongly on the cowardly haste of the assassin's flight; only to be met by a shrewdly anxious rejoinder from the girl: "He ran away after he attacked Lafe the other time. He will come back again!" "Oh, Tom!" cried Genevieve "if he does!"
Lafe looked up, startled. "Sure 'nough; I never thought of that," he answered. "An' I don't believe she has uther." It was the cobbler who spoke to Jinnie about it. "I suppose you hain't thought what you're going to wear Sunday night?" Jinnie whirled around upon him. "Oh, Lafe!" she faltered, sitting down quickly. "Peggy 'lowed you'd forgotten that part of it." "I did, Lafe; I did!
Lafe claims to have more circulation than the Democrat, and this comes nearer giving Ayers apoplexy than anything else. He claims that Lafe's circulation consists two thirds of wind and that he hasn't more than 750 bona fide subscribers, including deadhead copies to patent medicine houses.
Suddenly, behind Bangs, he saw the speck-like dots of Teuton planes emerging into the upper air and rapidly approaching. At the same time other planes in the west appeared, biplanes, scouts, and one or more heavy battle planes. Evidently the cards were being laid for a squadron air battle unless something else intervened. Instinctively Lafe thought of his ammunition roll.
Through the suffering, tender mind flashed the words he'd taught her. "There aren't any angels, Lafe," she sobbed. "There aren't any." Then, as another man entered the shop, she cried: "Don't take 'im, oh, please don't take 'im, not now, not just yet, not till Peggy gets back." Turning around in his chair, Lafe looked up at the men. "Could I say good-bye to my wife?" he asked brokenly.
But I know no man can keep my money from me, so I soothe her down till she don't whine any more. That's how I know her bark's worser'n her bite. Didn't I tell you about the biscuit?" "Yes," replied Virginia, "and I hope it'll only be bark about the money; what if she didn't get it?" "She'll get it," assured Lafe, positively. Just before bed time Lafe whispered in Jinnie's ear, "Peggy got the two!
Taking no time to reflect on the best way to present her case, she blurted out, "Lafe didn't know till last night about your askin' Jinnie to go for a holiday?" "Oh!" The man was at a loss to say more than that one word in question. "No," replied Peggy, "and she's been cryin' " "Crying?" ejaculated Theodore. "Crying, you say?" "Yes," nodded Peggy. "What'd she cry for?" asked Theodore.
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