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Wheeler rose reluctantly, for he had intended to secure a dinner from his new acquaintance, but he was wise enough to take the hint. After he left the room Rodney again joined Mr. Pettigrew. "He didn't give me back any change," said the Western man. "He said he bought the tickets of a speculator at two dollars and a half each." "Then he made two dollars out of you."

"I believe she thinks fairly well of you, sir, but she doesn't really know you. With me it's just the reverse. Hm! Yes, sir. You know, Mr. Pettigrew, my dear mother is of a highly wrought imaginative temperament. Now, I'm not. She often complains that I've got no more romance in my nature than my dear father had. She idealizes people. I can't.

I distinctly recalled Scudamour meeting Alexander and me in Paris, and calling me Henry, though my name begins with a J. I explained the mistake to Pettigrew, and here, for the time being, the matter rested. However, I had by no means heard the last of Henry. Several times afterward I heard from various persons that Scudamour wanted to meet me because he knew my brother Henry.

I turned out once or twice, but everything was quiet we had not seen a sail all day. There was a light breeze blowing, but no chance of its increasing, and as we were well sheltered in the only spot where the anchorage was good, I own that I did not impress upon Pettigrew the necessity for any particular vigilance. Anyhow, just as morning was breaking I was woke by a shout.

His hands were trembling, and he had given up trying to smoke. He sought to detain her by talking about the boy's curls; but she went away, taking the child with her. As she closed the door he groaned heavily, and she reopened it to ask if he felt unwell. He answered in the negative, and she left him. The last person to see Mr. Pettigrew alive was Eliza Day, the housemaid.

Pettigrew afterward told me that he had communicated the sad intelligence to Scudamour. "How did he take it?" I asked. "Well," Pettigrew said, reluctantly, "he told me that when he was up in Edinburgh he did not get on well with Alexander. But he expressed great curiosity as to Henry's children." "Ah," I said, "the children were both drowned in the Forth; a sad affair we can't bear to talk of it."

It seemed very stately and mansion-like after the Moat House, and everyone was most frightfully pleased to see us. Mrs Pettigrew CRIED when we went away. I never was so astonished in my life. Bill Simpkins is happy as sub-under-gardener to Albert's uncle's lady's mother. They do keep three gardeners I knew they did. And our tramp still earns enough to sleep well on from our dear old Pig-man.

But Dominie Pettigrew tells me that if he goes to the Reform School there is a chance that he may come out later on completely changed in heart, and ready to play his honest part in the world. No, I have thought it all over, and prayed to be led to do what is best for my Leon. I cannot accept your offer, though you mean it in all kindness.

Mrs Pettigrew, screaming like a steam-siren and waving a broom, occupied the foreground. In the distance the maid was shrieking in a hoarse and monotonous way, and trying to shut herself up inside a clothes-horse on which washing was being aired. On the dresser which he had ascended by a chair was Billy, the acrobatic goat, doing his Alpine daring act.

I may go back to Montana after a bit." "Is it a good place to make money?" "I made five hundred dollars." "Thats only a little more than a hundred dollars a year. Frank Dobson has saved as much as that and he's stayed right here in Burton." "I'm glad of that," said Pettigrew heartily. "Frank is a rousing good fellow. If it hadn't been for him I couldn't have gone to Montana."