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Then he gave the clubs and half-a-crown to the caddies, and when they were out of hearing, added, "Miss Champers, I have been wondering for some time whether it is possible that you would become such an ally to me." "I know nothing of business, Sir Robert; my tastes do not lie that way." "You know well that I was not speaking of business, Miss Champers.
Champers' first impulse was to grant her anything she asked for; his second was to refuse everything; his third, his ruling principle always, was to negotiate to his own advantage. He dropped his eyes and began to play for time. "I don't know as I can help you at all, madam," he said, half sympathetically.
He was half a dozen years older than Thaine and Jo, a difference that would tend to disappear by the end of a decade. "We'll be good, Toddie, if you'll let us stay and you'll play with us," the children entreated, and the game began, with Thaine between Leigh and Jo. When Asher Aydelot joined the group inside Darley Champers rapped on the desk and called the men to order.
"The trouble is I'm dead sure I'll not get the other fourteen hundred." Thomas Smith had been paid the two hundred dollars and had fully released the land to Champers to finish the sale. Unfortunately for Champers, Smith still hung about Wykerton, annoying his agent so much that in a fit of anger, Champers revealed the fact that Leigh Shirley was the buyer of the Cloverdale Ranch.
As Darley Champers looked at this face, he realized, as he had never done before, the freedom and joy of an unsullied reputation and honest dealing. "Lord, no, I'd trust you in hell, Doc," he exclaimed bluntly. "I won't put it to the proof," the doctor assured him. "Nor will I trouble you nor myself with any matter not concerning us two. Tell me frankly all the trouble about this sale."
"So he taunts me with being a coward and a brute, a thief and a cut-throat; dares to strike me in the face when I've given him a living so long he's forgotten who did it. I'm done with him. But he don't dare to say a word." He shut his lips tightly and slowly clinched his hands. "For wy you stare so at dat door yet? Where's Champers?" Hans Wyker demanded as he came in.
"But I tell you I must have money. Two hundred dollars tonight and fourteen hundred inside of two weeks. And you'll get it for me. You understand that. And listen, now." Smith's voice slowly uncoiled itself to Champers' senses as a snake moves leisurely toward a bird it means to draw to itself. "You say you have signed my name for me and transacted business, handling my money.
There's still some of it waiting over beyond those headlands in the open range where John Jacobs has a big holding. I'll never feel that I have conquered until my boy proves himself in civil life as well as on the battlefield. If I can bring him back when he is through with the Orient, then, Darley Champers, I will have done something beside subdue the soil.
She didn't see me, though." "Naw, she see nopotty but young Aydelot sitting mit her. Why you take oop precious time peekin' trough der crack in der kitchen door? I be back in a minute vonce. Smitt haf business mit you," Wyker declared as he turned to the kitchen again. Left together, the two men sat silent a moment. Then Champers said with a frown: "What do you want now?
Champers did not mean to be brutal, but the sharp cry of pain and the look of anguish on Leigh Shirley's face told how grievous was the wound his words had made. "Why, you paid it all back; she ain't lost nothin'. Besides, I heard with my own ears folks sayin' she'd always loved you and it was a pity Jim ever took you away from her. She might 'a done well by you, they said. You got no wrong due.
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