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She had laid aside her brushes and sat with her hands folded in her lap. Champers pulled up a spear of blue-grass and chewed it thoughtfully. At length he said: "Yes, I knew that. Jacobs left no end of things in the way of property for me to look after. I'll report to them now. I seem to be general handy man. Doc Carey left matters with me, too." "Yes?" Leigh said courteously.
I admit further, what you knew before, that I was attached to Miss Champers and wished to marry her. Why should I not, especially as I had a good deal to offer to a lady who has been proved to be almost without fortune? "For the rest she set out secretly on this mad journey to Africa, whither both my duty as her trustee and my affection prompted me to follow her.
"Till his term's out!" Asher repeated with a smile. "Wouldn't that six-footer of a soldier boy, whose patriotism burns like a furnace, see the joke to that! Till he gets his stripes off and forgets the lock-step! My Thaine, who is giving a young man's strength of body and inspiration of soul to his country's service! But Carey did do a missionary work in Champers.
Thaine asked gravely. "Two hundred dollars. I want to borrow fourteen hundred more and get it clear away from Darley Champers. I'm sure with a ranch again, Uncle Jim will be able to win out," Leigh insisted. "What's on it now?" Thaine asked. "Just weeds and a million sunflowers. Enough to send Prince Quippi such a message he'd have to write back a real love letter to me," Leigh replied.
"If you'd open a bar here you'd do some business and run that Wyker fellow out. Steward, you and Jacobs are too danged satisfied with yourselves. We need some business spirit in this town if we want to get the county seat here," Champers declared.
Darley Champers was no ladies' man, but so far as in his coarse-grained nature lay, he was never knowingly rude to a woman, and Leigh's manner and presence made the atmosphere of his office comfortingly different from the place he had just quitted. The white lilac bush in the yard behind the office whose blossoms sent a faint odor through the rear door, seemed to double its fragrance.
I warn you." "Well, but about this bank account?" Champers queried. "Oh, the fates played the devil with everything in two weeks. Doc Carey got in with Miss Jane Aydelot down at Philadelphia, and she came straight to Cloverdale, and, womanlike, made things so hot there I had to let loose of everything at once or lose everything I had saved for myself.
The voice was between a whine and a snarl. Champers stared and said nothing. "It's too hot to be comfortable," Smith said, seating himself opposite Champers, "but you're looking well." "You're not," Champers thought. Thomas Smith was not looking well. Every mark of the down-hill road was on him, to the last and surest mark of poverty.
When she was gone Champers turned to Smith with a growl. "It's danged hard to turn agin a woman like her. What made you so bitter?" Smith half grinned and half snarled in reply: "Oh, her neighbor, Shirley, you know." Hopeless and crushed, Virginia sat down on the bench before the Wyker House to wait for Juno to be brought to her from the stables.
Asher was chewing the tender joint of a spear of foxtail grass, and Champers had lighted a heavy cigar. "You don't smoke, I believe," he said cordially, "or I'd insist on offering the mate." "No, I just chew," Asher replied, as he bent the foxtail thoughtfully in his fingers and looked out toward the wheat fields already rippling like waves under the morning breeze.
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