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"Wait; I have some adhesive plaster." Even then she didn't guess. "How did you do it?" she asked. "Oh, I don't know " Mary's glance suddenly deepened into tenderness, and when Archey left a few minutes later, he walked as one who trod the clouds, his head among the stars. An hour passed, and Mary looked in Uncle Stanley's office. Burdon's desk was closed as though for the day.
But even as Wally Cabot kept her from thinking too much of Archey Forbes, so now Archey unconsciously revenged himself and kept her thoughts from centring too closely around Wally Cabot. Archey called the next afternoon and Mary sat on the veranda steps with him, while Helen made hay with Wally on a tête-
'What ails ye? says I. 'Have ye seen th' divvle? 'Yes, he says, bendin' his head over th' bar, an' lookin' sivinty years instead iv forty-five." Any of the Archey Road cars that got out of the barns at all were pulled by teams of four horses, and the snow hung over the shoulders of the drivers' big bearskin coats like the eaves of an old-fashioned house on the blizzard night.
"Oh, I don't know," he said, and with the least possible touch of irritation he added, "Sometimes I think it's because I don't like him. Everything that counts against him sticks and I may have been mistaken anyway " "It's something about Burdon," thought Mary, and in the same quiet voice as before she said, "What is it, Archey?"
"It only confirms," said Mary, "what often happened during the war." "Perhaps you are working your women too hard." "If you would like to go through the factory," said Mary, "you can judge for yourselves." Archey was in the outer office and they took him with them. They began with the nursery and went on, step by step, until they arrived at the shipping room.
Ridge's; and when she saw Uncle Stanley in the outer office a few minutes later and he smiled without looking at her smiled and shook his head to himself as though he were thinking of something droll Mary went back to her room in a hurry, and stayed there until she felt tranquil again. "What are the men saying now?" she asked Archey the following week.
Archey nodded, afraid for the moment to trust himself to speak. They looked at each other and, almost in haste, they went outside. "He'll never get over that trick of blushing," thought Mary. At the end of the hall was a closet door with a mirror set in it. She caught sight of her own cheeks. "Oh, dear!" she breathed to herself. "I wonder if I'm catching it, too!"
A few minutes later, the four-hour workers passed through the gate, the men walking with their wives, the children playing between. "I wonder how it's going to turn out," said Archey. "I wonder ..." said Mary. "Of course it's too early to tell yet. I don't know.... Time will tell." "It was the only solution," he told her. "I wonder ..." she mused again. "Anyhow it was something definite.
"They are still taking it as a sort of a joke," he told her, "but here and there you catch a few who are looking thoughtful especially those who have wives or daughters working here." That pleased her. The next time the subject was mentioned, Archey brought it up himself. "There was quite a fight on Jay Street yesterday," he said.
"A little while later I was speaking to one of our men and he said some rough actors were drifting in town and he didn't like the way they were talking. I asked him where these men were making their headquarters and he said, 'Repetti's Pool Room." Mary thought that over. "Mind you, I wouldn't swear it was Burdon's old car," said Archey, more troubled than before.
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