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Updated: May 20, 2025
William Bluffy, the cock of another walk high up across the Ridge, for ridiculing the "newfangled foolishness" of Ridge College, and speaking of its teacher as a "dom-fool furriner." Little Dave Dennison, of all those opposed to him, alone held out. He appeared to be proof against Keith's utmost efforts to be friends. One day, however, Dave Dennison did not come to school.
He might once have been good-looking, but drink was written on Mr. William Bluffy now in ineffaceable characters. Plume alternately cajoled him and hectored him, trying to get his consent to some act which he was unwilling to perform. "I don't see the slightest danger in it," insisted Plume, "and you did not use to be afraid. Your nerves must be getting loose."
"If you could get old Tim to stop at that house for five minutes till I give Bluffy a letter to Dr. Balsam over at the Springs, I think we might arrange it. My clothes will fit him. You will have to see Uncle Tim." Her countenance lit up. "You mean you would stop there and let him take your place?" "Yes."
When it began to pay he would be happy, etc. If they chose to strike, all right. He could get others in their places." That night there were more meetings. Next day the men did not go to work. By evening many of them were drunk. There was talk of violence. Bill Bluffy, who was now a miner, was especially savage.
Wickersham wished it, he was prepared to prove it. Wickersham's face fell. "Matheson's been to him." "Or some one else," said Mr. Plume. "That Bluffy hates you like poison. You've got to do something and do it quick." Wickersham glanced up at Plume. He met his eye steadily. Wickersham's face showed the shadow of a frown; then it passed, leaving his face set and a shade paler.
Bagnet trusts to the combined endearments of Quebec and Malta to restore him, but finding those young ladies sensible that their existing Bluffy is not the Bluffy of their usual frolicsome acquaintance, she winks off the light infantry and leaves him to deploy at leisure on the open ground of the domestic hearth. But he does not. He remains in close order, clouded and depressed.
"I guess if he is going to get after all of Terpy's ardent admirers, he will have his hands pretty full," observed Mr. Plume a sentiment which appeared to meet with general approval. Just then the door opened a little roughly, and a man entered slowly whom Keith knew intuitively to be Mr. Bill Bluffy himself.
Falling on his knees, he prayed as possibly he had never prayed before. In a few moments Keith began to come to. But Bluffy was still unconscious, and a half-hour later the Doctor pronounced him past hope. It was some time before Keith was able to rise from his bed, and during this period a number of events had taken place affecting him, and, more or less, affecting New Leeds.
He ducked out of the line of aim and sprang upon his assailant at the same time, seizing the pistol as he went, and turning it up just as Bluffy pulled the trigger. The ball went into the remote corner of the ceiling, and the desperado was carried off his feet by Keith's rush.
Bluffy was asked about it he denied the story in toto. He wasn't such a fool as to do such a thing as that, he said. For the rest, he cursed Mr. Plume with bell, book, and candle. A rumor came to Keith one morning a few days later that Phrony Tripper had disappeared.
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