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But I do wisht you could see your way to stayin' till Sattidy." "I don't see why, Mr. Baines, but if it'll be any good to you, I'll do it. But not a minute after Sattidy now mind that!" "Much 'bleeged, Marthy. G'-by, Marthy. G'-by." On Friday Scattergood was invisible in Coldriver village, for he had started away before dawn, driving his sway-backed horse over the mountain roads to the southward.
What are you interfering for?" "Kind of a habit with me," said Scattergood, "and my wife hain't ever been able to cure me, even puttin' things in my coffee on the sly.... G'-by, Homer. And don't go lickin' nobody. G'-by." The habit of obedience to Scattergood's customary dismissal was strong in Coldriver.
It had netted him well over a hundred thousand dollars, most of which was growing on the mountain sides in straight, clear spruce, in birch, beech, and maple. It had netted him certain strategic holdings of land along Coldriver itself, sites for future dams, for mills yet to be built for railroad yards, depots, and terminals. Quietly, almost stealthily, he had gotten a hold on the valley.
"'S fur's I know it's all right, only it hain't got no votes, and votes is necessary in politics." "Licker enters into this here campaign, don't it?" "Backbone of it." "Seems like these Prohibition fellers ought to take a hand. Any of 'em in Coldriver?" "Don't seem like I ever heard speak of one." "Could be, couldn't there? 'Tain't impossible?"
His completed structure, according to the plans carefully printed on his brain, was the domination of Coldriver Valley through ownership of its means of transportation and of its water power. He wanted to be rich, not for the sake of being rich, but because a great deal of money is, aside from love or hate, the most powerful lever in the world.
As a matter of fact, Scattergood had amassed considerable more money than even the gimlet eyes and whispering tongues of Coldriver had been able to credit him with. It is doubtful if anybody realized just how strong a foot-hold Scattergood was getting in that valley, but the men who came closest to it were Messrs.
Coldriver had seen tailor-made clothing before, worn by drummers and visitors, but it is doubtful if it had ever really experienced one personally adorning one of its own citizens.
Proves to my satisfaction that Crane and Keith went out of their way to start this rumpus with me.... You start them condemnation proceedin's as quick as you kin." Johnnie started them. Scattergood waited a few days; watched with interest the laying of the first rails of the Coldriver Railroad, and then made the day's drive to the state capital with drafts of his pair of bills in his pocket.
Bowman made himself unpleasant for a brief time, but Scattergood was vacuously stubborn. Presently he drove away, leaving Mr. Bowman on the veranda of the hotel, scowling and uttering words of strength and meaning. Mr. Bowman was very unhappy. Scattergood drove as rapidly as his horse could travel, arriving at Coldriver just after the supper hour.
No word or gesture or movement of young Homer Locker and Yvette Hinchbrooke went undiscussed. Nobody in town was unaware of Homer's infatuation for the coffee demonstrator with the one exception of Homer's father, who was too busy waiting upon the unaccustomed rush of trade to notice anything else. On the fourth evening of Yvette's stay in Coldriver there was a dance in the town hall.
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