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The days are not remembered but lie hid in a mist, as I write.... Timmie Lovejoy crawled into our harbour in the dusk of that day: having gone ashore at Long Cove with the deck-litter of the Trap and Seine; which surprised us not at all, for we are used to such things.
Jane sat, pale and sometimes trembling, as Aunt Timmie unfolded the story of Zack's concoction, colored here and there with promptings of the old woman's own imagination. She heard each detail, and saw with shocking vividness the shot fired into the back of a man's head, and saw him fall across his threshold.
Finally when the Indians went back North the following winter they left me a wife, as you see." He smiled toward his dusky mate, who was industriously scouring a copper griddle. There was silence for some time. Then the Major spoke: "The thing that interests me is how you manage to keep up your standards of neatness and cleanliness." "It is not so hard," said Timmie.
And and," he laughed sheepishly, "she's rather a good friend of mine." Timmie drew his hand across his eyes, as if to brush away the vision of long years. Then, with a smile, he said briskly: "Of course, you'll have breakfast? We're having hot-cakes." "What did I tell you?" chuckled the Major, slapping Barney on the back.
He was thinking, also, of La Vaune working her way through the academy when money, much money, belonging to her lay idle; and of Timmie, who awaited their return to assist him in the retrieving of his good name. But there came the after-thought: had it not been for the Major's trust in him and in Barney, none of these things would have been possible.
An hour before, this sturdy six-year-old heir apparent to the house of Hart, had arrived on his Shetland pony to see Grandfather May a usual weekly procedure. Along with him, as was also the invariable custom, ponderous Aunt Timmie drove in her buggy "her" buggy by adoption after it had been discarded by "de white folks."
Timmie gurgled, in a spasm of delight. "Tell un t' have the doctor stay at home 'til the weather lifts. Tell un " In response to an urgent call from the skipper, who was waiting at the small-boat, Timmie ran out.
The boys promised to keep an eye out for Timmie, if ever they went into the unknown wilderness, and left the old man with a new hope shining in his eyes. For a long time after reaching the office the boys worked in silence. At last Barney straightened his tired shoulders and glanced at Bruce. He was in a brown study. "What's on your mind, Bruce?" he asked. "That money?"
Timmie rose to look out of the window. "Hear the wind!" said he, turning in awe, while the cottage trembled under the rush of a gust. "My! but 'twill blow, the night!" "Ah, Timmie," sighed the skipper, "what's a gale o' wind t' the snares o' women!" "Women!" cried I. "Sure, she'll trouble you no more. You're well rid o' she."
Her lips moved as she talked over to herself the events made known by Zack, or the excuses she was building up for Dale. She was passing Hewlet's house now, when a woman's voice, high, whiney and querulous, floated out to her. "Let the gal alone, Tom! Yer've done near bruised her arm off now, as 'tis!" Aunt Timmie reined in.
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