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"Susie Barringer," said a low, husky voice which she could scarcely recognize as Golyer's, "I've come to ask pardon not for nothing I've done, for I never did and never could do you wrong but for what I thought for a while arter you left me this morning. It's all over now, but I tell you the Bad Man had his claws into my heart for a spell. Now it's all over, and I wish you well.
He looked curiously at Barringer, the young Assistant District Attorney, who was conducting the case against him. In the dark-brown eyes, keen and piercing, there was deadly hostility. He had become famous as a relentless public prosecutor. He came of a long line of great lawyers of the old South, and the breath of a court-room was born in his nostrils.
When they came to her gate and he said good-night, she held his hand a moment with a tremulous grasp, and spoke impulsively: "Al, I once told you something I never told anybody else. I'll tell you something else now, because I believe I can trust you." "Be sure of that, Susie Barringer." "Well, Al, my engagement is broken off." "I am sorry for you, Susie, if you set much store by him."
The Standard Iron Company, formed by Messrs. D. M. Barringer, B. C. Tilghman, E. J. Bennitt, and S. J. Holsinger, having become, in 1903, the owner of this freak of nature, sunk shafts and bored holes to a great depth in the interior of the crater, and also trenched the slopes of the mountain, and the result of their investigations has proved that the meteoric hypothesis of origin is correct.
John W. Barringer vice-president, both of St. Louis. They went to Jefferson City in September and tried to get a suffrage plank into the platform of the Democratic State convention. Though unsuccessful it was the initial step in bringing the subject out of the parlor and lecture-room into the sphere of politics, the arena where the battle ultimately had to be fought.
And yet those who came in contact with her felt a gentleness that touched with the softness of a caress. The day before the trial her face glowed with hope. "Frank, our lawyers are sure we will win!" she cried, with joy. "Barringer has determined to rest the case on the charge of wilful murder. And if he does the jury will acquit you. There is only one shadow of uncertainty."
Poor Susan was so dazzled by this flash of clairvoyance that she hurried from that dreadful post-office, scarcely hearing the terrible words that the old gin-pig hurled after her: "And he's forgot you! that's what's the matter." Susie Barringer walked home along the river-road, revolving many things in her mind.
I wish your husband well. If ever you git into any trouble where I can help, send for me: it's my right. It's the last favor I ask of you." Susceptible Susie cried a little again. Allen, watching her with his ambushed eyes, said, "Don't take it to heart, Tudie. Perhaps there is better days in store for me yet." This did not appear to comfort Miss Barringer in the least.
So pretty Susan's rising sob subsided into a coquettish pout by the time her mother came in with the foaming pitcher of subacidulous nectar, and plied young Golyer with brimming beakers of it with all the beneficent delight of a Lady Bountiful. "There, Mizzes Barringer! there's about as much as I can tote. Temperance in all things." "Very well, then, you work less and play more.
Susie took the strong arm that was held out to her, and leaned upon it with a mingled feeling of confidence and dread as they walked home through the balmy night under the clear, starry heaven of the early spring. The air was full of the quickening breath of May. Susie Barringer waited in vain for some signal of battle from Allen Golyer.
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