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Updated: September 4, 2025
If you are happy and contented, that's all I want to know; but if you ain't I want to know that posthaste, for I shall want you to come right here to me at Keefe. Ben will tell you how to come and you can tell Mr. Carder that you have found a better position. Give him a week's notice; that's honorable and long enough.
"At some other time, then, perhaps," he said, tingling with the increasing desire to knock down his host and catch this girl up in his arms. "Yes, at some other time," said Rufus, speaking with a sneer. "Tell Miss Upton that Mrs. Carder may see her later." A tide of crimson rushed over Ben's face.
Stewart Morrison when he was in the mill was in it from top to bottom, from carder to spinner and weaver, from wool-sorter to cloth-hall inspector, to make sure that the manufacturing principles for which All-Wool Morrison stood were carried out to the last detail. On that January morning, as usual, he was in the mill with his sleeves rolled up.
"Sure thing," he answered. "She is well and she wants to see you." Pete had had no practice in smiling, but a joyful reassurance pervaded him. Let Rufus Carder kill him, if it must be. This would come first. Darkness had fallen when they finally entered a town and drove to a hotel.
I thought it would be hilly about here." "Not so close to the sea," replied Carder. "There is what they call the mountain, though, over yonder." He jerked his head vaguely. "Pretty good-sized hill. Makes a water-shed that favors my farm."
"You, Pete," said his master, approaching the pump where the boy was performing his morning ablutions, "what was the noise I heard in Miss Melody's room last night?" "Dunno," sullenly. "Well, you'd better know. I'll skin you alive if anything happens to her." "How how could I help it if she jumps out the winder?" Carder smiled. "You're thinkin' of somebody else. She went to the hospital.
She looked up at her companion, who was leaning forward in his chair waiting for her first word. "It is impossible for me to marry you, Mr. Carder," she said, trying to hold her voice steady, "and since your feeling for me is so extreme, I intend to leave here immediately.
I would far rather get something definite on the old scamp." Geraldine shuddered. "He is so cruel. He is so rough to that poor little fellow Pete. Think what I owe that boy! He managed to get your message to me even when threatened with his master's whip. Mr. Carder saw you speaking to him and questioned him." "Oh, you mean that nut who took my letter?" "The hero who took your letter.
"Yes, I say leave the looks to the womenfolks," pursued Rufus Carder, feasting his gaze on the girl's profile. "When Juliet set out to get Dick, I warned her, but it wasn't any use. She had to have him, and she knew pretty well how to look out for herself. I guess she never lost anything by the deal." "Would you mind not talking about them?" said Geraldine stiffly.
"O God, let him come" then with tardy, desperate recollection, she added "and O God, save his life!" It seemed difficult for Rufus Carder to separate himself from her that day. When she emerged from the house, she found him watching for her and she reminded herself again that if she angered him he might prevent her from doing as she pleased.
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