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He was dressed pretty well and looked prosperous, and there was a mean sneer on his lips as he shamelessly returned the glance of the boy he had wronged, defiantly relying, apparently, on some reserved power he fancied he possessed. Baker did not even look at the rival bidder. His very soul seemed centered on the package in Bart's hand. "Five," he uttered with an effort "six, seven!"
He had come in contact with the roustabout now, who with all his timidity was proving himself a hero in the present instance. "Lying on the floor stumbled over him I'm on fire, too!" Bart's feet touched a prostrate form. It was moved along as Bart stooped and got hold of the shoulders. The roustabout was helping him.
It had been already talked over and understood that Bart should go to Painesville in the Fall, and enter fully upon the study of the law. As they reached the stage-road, Bart's depression had been remarked by Henry, who made an ineffectual effort to arouse him. Finally the stage came rattling down the hill, and drew up. The brothers shook hands.
So many sensational occurrences had marked the last twenty-four hours of Bart Stirling's career, that it seemed as though the accumulating series would never end. It was a particularly ragged and miserable-looking arm, and why it could so summarily check, halt and hold the great magnate of Pleasantville, was the problem that now tried Bart's reasoning faculties.
Luckily I had a thick glove on and he merely pinched my wrist. Also I think he realized what he was doing for otherwise he'd have cut through the glove as if it had been paper. He snarled fearfully and I sprang back with a cry. Dan hadn't seen what happened, but he heard the snarl and saw Black Bart's bared teeth. Then oh, it was terrible!" She covered her face.
He is under age, and was very properly driven from the house." "Prove it! prove it!" shouted several of Bart's friends. "You can't do it," cried another, "and if you could, two of your party, who are under age, have voted already; 'tis a fact; deny it if you can!" "In with it, Bart!" said Dunning, bending down to give the other a chance. "Yes, in with it; for he shall vote!" responded the rest.
Bart had heard nothing further from the Harringtons not even the echo of a "thank you" had reached him. Pleasantville for a day or two had been full of rumors as to the express robbery, but Bart decided to say very little about it, and only his intimate friends knew the actual circumstances. McCarthy, the night watchman, however, accidentally spread Bart's fame in the right direction.
The town was built on a low level plain, every part of which, to Bart's eye, seemed a foot or two lower and more depressed than every other. In fact, his two days and two nights wallow in the mud, from Newbury to Jefferson, had a rather depressing effect on a mind a little below par when he started; and he was inclined to depressing views.
He stood now so near the outside planking that he could hear the laughter and talk of those within. By this time the wind had risen to half a gale and the moan on the outer bar could be heard in the intervals of the pounding surf. The captain crept under the eaves of the roof and listened. He wanted to be sure of Bart's voice before he acted.
"Forgive me," she whispered, "for saying that you took Bart's danger coolly. I understand you better now. Oh, Webb, be careful! Think of yourself too. I now see that you are thinking of Burt only." "Of you also, little sister, and I shall be the stronger for such thoughts. Don't give way to fear. We shall find Burt, and all come home hungry as wolves. Good-by."
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