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He was indignant that Ralph Bently should have been so wanting in courtesy as to proclaim in public the amount of his cousin's donation, the cherished gold piece she had won at the prize contest. And he was deeply mortified to think that he could have made a mistake in counting it. He wondered if he could have been such a fool as to have mistaken the coin for a new penny.
Bently was in a recalcitrant and indignant frame of mind against the prosecution long before the defense began. The whole proceeding seemed to him an outrageous farce. That wasn't what they were there for at all! So swiftly does the acid of sympathy corrode and weaken the stoutest conscience, the most logical of minds! Mr.
Bently, of Chicago! the Mrs. Bent, of Boston; Mrs. Vanderbeck and Mrs. Walton, of New York; and the woman in St. Louis, who gave bail for the rascally miner, who tried to dispose of the unset solitaires. Fortunately those have been proven to be mine and returned to me; but where are the rest of the stones?
Gentlemen!" protested Bently. "Let us discuss this matter calmly." "But I'm a reasonable man!" shouted the salesman. "And so, if I have any doubt, my doubt is bound to be reasonable." "You a reasonable man?" sneered Brown's friend. "You're nothin' but a damn fool!" "I am, am I?" yelled the salesman, starting to remove his coat. "I'll show you "
"Oh, a woman never knows enough to keep still," Bently retorted. "It is damned amusing to hear the average American " A chorus of protestations arose. "We'll have nothing about the 'Average American, Bently!" "Start somebody else on his hobby," suggested Ainsworth; "that's the only way to choke Bently off. Where's Fenton? I never knew him quiet for so long in my life."
Arthur calls him the Great Boston Art Greek. That ever I should live to see the humbug under Fenton's roof-tree!" "Pshaw!" returned Bently with an oath. "What a set of rubbishy old fobs and dowagers there is here anyway. Is this the kind of people Fenton means to know?" "Means to know," echoed Rangely. "He's got to go down on his marrow bones to get them to consent to know him.
Rider is confident that Mrs. Bently, of the Chicago affair, and Mrs. Vanderbeck, or 'heck' whatever her name may be are one and the same person." "Well, it is certain that Mrs. Vanderheck, of New York, who figures so conspicuously in society, has an enormous store of diamonds, however she came by them," Louis Hamblin remarked.
Arnold's store, he proceeded directly to the street and number which she had given as her future place of residence. It proved to be an empty house with the sign "To Rent" staring at him from several windows. He next sought for the lawyer who, Mrs. Bently had told him, had conducted her business affairs. There was no such person to be found.
He should have taken warning from the stiff-necked, stiff-backed gait of Bently Brown on the short walk to the office. He should have read danger in the blinking lids of his pale eyes, and in his self-conscious manner of looking straight before him. In the office, then, luck basely deserted one Luck Lindsay, and left him to fight a losing battle.
Bently, whose husband had recently died very suddenly. He was supposed to have been very wealthy, but, there being no children, there was some trouble about the settlement of the property, and she was boarding in the city until matters should be adjusted, when she contemplated going abroad.
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