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Sitting opposite me, eating Dorinda's doughnuts and apple puffs and the fish that I I had cooked, was "Big Jim" Colton's daughter, the automobile girl, the heiress, the "incarnation of snobbery," the young lady whose father I had bidden go to the devil and to whom, in company with the rest of the family, I had many times mentally extended the same invitation.
I warned you against trusting yourself to the care of that common FELLOW " The "fellow" heard no more. He did not wish to. He was tramping heavily through the dew-soaked undergrowth. He needed now no counsel against "playing with fire." The cutting contempt of Mrs. James W. Colton's remark was fire-extinguisher sufficient for that night.
"I wish I could see Philip now." But when he said "Philip" he was thinking of Julie, although the bond of friendship between him and young Lannes had not diminished one whit. "And now," said Weber, "with Captain Colton's permission I'll go. My duties take me southward, and night is coming fast." "And it will be dark, cold and snowy," said John, shivering a little.
I did not expect thanks and I made allowances for the state of mind at the mansion; but that telephone conversation, particularly Mrs. Colton's share in it, cast a gloom over my spirits. I did not care to hear more of Mr. Atwood's yarns and jokes. I went to my own room, but I did not sleep. At half-past five I was astir again.
The face of the superintendent was perfectly calm. "The case is in Mr. Colton's hands," he said, simply. "What did you mean, you villain," cried Deever, turning to Nick, "by talking about an arrest?" "I will keep my promise," said Nick. "I will keep it doubly. There is yet one minute of the hour. I arrest you, John Flint, for perjury, and you, Lawrence Deever, for the subornation of perjury."
"A messenger has just brought the news. Come, we must go over there. The carriage is waiting." It was two o'clock. A fierce and cutting wind swept across the lake the icy breath of a dying year. Not a word was spoken as the carriage sped along. At the door of Colton's home Witherspoon and Henry were confronted by a policeman. "My orders are to let no one in," said the officer.
I had spent the night pacing the floor and talking to Phineas, who was wide awake and full of stories and jokes, to which I paid little attention. Miss Colton did not come to the library again. From the rooms above I heard occasional sobs and exclamations in Mrs. Colton's voice. Once Doctor Quimby peeped in. He looked anxious and weary. "Hello, Ros!" he hailed, "I heard you were here.
"His will leaves everything to his wife, I believe," Henry remarked. "Yes, with the proviso that at her death it is to go to Mrs. Brooks. Brooks has already taken Colton's place in the store, and now the question is, Who can fill Brooks' place?" "I don't think you will have any trouble in filling it," Henry replied. "No matter who drops out, the affairs of this life go on just the same.
The school- room was on Main Street, nearly opposite Christ Church, over Sheldon & Colton's harness store, at the sign of the two white horses. I never shall forget the pleasure and surprise which these two white horses produced in my mind when I first saw them.
And in a sudden outburst "But, by God, sir! I'm a white man, and I place the lowest white man ever created above the highest darkey ever thought of. This Yankee, Taylor, is a nigger-lover. He's secretly encouraging and helping them. You saw what he did to me, and I'm warning you in time." Colton's glass dropped. "I thought it was you that was corralling the niggers against us," he exclaimed.
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