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And a little mite of a thing, too, that couldn't have cost scarcely anything to paint. Maybe novels sell for just as much. I don't know." His companion laughed heartily. "I'm afraid not, Captain," he said. "Few, at any rate. I should be satisfied with considerably less, to begin with. Are you living here in town?" "Well we-ll, I don't know.
"I suppose you do," she continued dejectedly. "We-ll," he returned, his sharp eyes resting on the pointed firs, "from the rosy-cloud altitude, of course, of course." "Then you don't like her?" cried Sylvia hopefully. "Of course I do," returned the lawyer hastily. "Most certainly. A very fine woman; a capable woman in every way."
I see her meanderin' over this way a little while ago." "Um-hm. Looked like her." "Was there was there anybody else?" "We-ll, I wouldn't swear to that, Cap'n Jeth. I didn't SEE nobody, but Godfreys mighty! What's that thing?" The thing was the brown derby. Galusha, crouching behind the tomb, had been holding it fast to his head with one hand.
He sat smiling at Johnny. "We-ll," he drawled. "How about it, Johnny? Goin'?" Johnny had been studying, his eyes on the floor. "I'll go with you," he said. Then again for a half minute nobody spoke. Captain Hammar glared, letting us see what was in his dark mind. Old Conboy shrunk into himself and Deolda sat with her wild eyes going from one to the other, but not moving.
"Oh, we-ll, in that case I'd just sort of of edge around till I found one that that was a beginnin' of SOMETHIN' and I'd start there. You understand, don't you? Take that yarn I was spinnin' just now that one about Josiah Dimick's great uncle's pig on his mother's side. I mean his uncle on his mother's side, not the pig, of course.
Albert declined because of the nearness to dinner time, but the captain, who never permitted meals or anything else to interfere with his smoking, lighted one of the cigars and leaned back in his chair, puffing steadily. "We-ll, Al," he said slowly, "I'll tell you about that.
"We-ll," said Betty slowly, "I never say a thing can't be done until it's tried " "There!" Grace exclaimed, but Betty interrupted her. "But," she said hastily, "I think it might be just as well to try the less spectacular method first. Don't you?" Both Amy and Grace heaved a great sigh of disappointment.
"Not all. Not by any means. No." "Show me one that isn't sawdust!" the tragedian cried fiercely. "Show me just one!" "We-ll," said Tinker with extraordinary deliberation, "to start near home: Wanda Malone." Potter burst into terrible laughter. "All sawdust! That's why I discharged her this afternoon." "You what?" Canby shouted incredulously.
"But, my very dear sir," the Colonel protested, "if the man will not listen to reason, the courts will make him. I can condemn a right of way, you know." "We-ll," said old Bill, wagging his head sagely, "mebbe you can, an' then again mebbe you can't. It took me a long time to figger out just where I stood, but mebbe you're quicker at figgers than I am.
"Why, of course!" he cried. "You are the young man who was so kind to me when I got off at the wrong station. You are the station man at ah at South Wellmouth, isn't it?" "That's right." "Dear me! Dear me! Well, I don't wonder you were surprised to have me ah alight at your feet just now. We-ll," with his quiet smile, "I seem to have a habit of making unexpected appearances.
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