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And I answered, "He seems to be overcome by the heat." A few moments later Billoo stood revealed, a fat white silhouette against the opposite shore. He stepped from the float into the water; it came to his ankles. Then he waded, gingerly but with determination, toward the passing door. He went as if he expected the water to get suddenly deep, but it didn't.
"Wouldn't he sail right in and do the wrong thing, just as everybody has done all winter?" "You don't understand, Sam," said Billoo, very lugubriously; and then he annihilated me by banging his fist on a table and saying, "At least he'd be on the spot, wouldn't he?" "Oh," I said, "if you put it that way, I admit that that's just where he would be.
You people mustn't go to town to-morrow with the idea of forming a strong coalition and putting prices down." "It wouldn't be worth while," said Billoo. "As a matter of fact, we'd like nothing better than to see you win your bet, but as you can't, possibly why, a thousand dollars is always a thousand dollars." "Just the same," said I, "no coalitions."
Will anybody come and have a look at the fine young storm that I'm having served?" "Not now, Sam not now," said Billoo, as if the storm would always stay just where, and as, it was; and nobody else said anything. The men wanted to shout and get angry and make dismal prophecies, and the women wanted to stay and hear them, and egg them on, and decide what they would buy or sell on Monday.
For instance, when Billoo was seized with the cramps she had barely smiled, and once or twice when I had been doing the talking she had looked pityingly at me, instead of roaring with laughter, the way a wife should do. And when we got to the house, she said that if we would excuse her she would go to her room and lie down. "I've just got one of my usual headaches," she said.
Blenheim told me later that at various times during the night he had carried four several pints of champagne to Billoo's room; and at 7 A.M., bicarbonate of soda and aromatic spirits of ammonia. "I tell you, Sam," said Billoo crossly, "I've been awake all night thinking what it would mean to some of us yes, me! if this storm should wreck that ferry-boat of yours."
Without exception the men agreed to sail with him on the float. It was a fine, big platform, floated on sheet-iron air-tanks, and moored at the four corners by heavy ropes. Sally and I withdrew to the pier and watched Billoo and the others cut slowly through the ropes with their pocket-knives.
"I don't know," said I, "but it would be a better thing for the country if you all did ship to Canada I don't think there's much doing out-doors to-day. Hear that wind!" "If I can get rid of all my holdings," said Billoo, "I'll sit tight. We'll see lower prices before we see higher." "Well," said I, "I'll bet you we don't."
"Why do you warn him?" said Sally. "Because it won't help him," said I. "What?" called Billoo again, and Sally answered at the top of her lungs, "Look out for the middle ground!" "Right O!" Billoo answered; "where is it?" "Just ahead," Sally called. Billoo turned to look, and at that moment the float, which was travelling at a good clip, ran into it.
Billoo was stamping up and down the float, waving his arms and orating like Falstaff; Randall and Tombs had their heads together, and were casting what appeared to be baleful glances at Billoo. It was evident that he was not popular on the float. When we had had some more breakfast, and had sat around a little to digest it, the women began to come down-stairs. Mrs.
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