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At another time I might have treated the great Colton's "summons to court" as a joke. I might, like Mother, have regarded the curtness of the command and its general tone of taking my prompt obedience for granted as an expression of the Wall Street magnate's habit of mind, and nothing more. He was used to having people jump when he snapped his fingers. But now it made me angry.
I wished it was not, but it was. So again I went to the rescue, but this time in an entirely different frame of mind. My anger and resentment had settled to a cold determination, and this trip was purely business. I was not at a disadvantage now, as I had been when I first met that girl and her friend, in "Big Jim" Colton's library. I was master of this situation and master I intended to be.
But I knew that the wretches would fix it up and ruin the Colossus. For weeks and weeks it has been gnawing me like a rat. But what could I do? I was afraid to discharge him. He's got a running tongue. But what have I done?" he violently asked himself. "He took Colton's place held Colton's interest. I could do nothing. Sometimes I felt that he was surely innocent.
It was not too late yet, I could telegraph Davis The telephone on the desk not the public, the local, 'phone, but the other, Colton's private wire to New York rang. I picked up the receiver. "Hello-o! Hello-o!" a faint voice was calling. "Is this Colton's house at Denboro? . . . Yes, this is Davis. . . . The wire is all right now. . . . Is this Mr. Colton speaking?" "No," I answered, "Mr.
"I was unlucky enough to run the Comfort into Miss Colton's canoe in the bay yesterday afternoon in the fog. Fortunately I got her into the launch and and " "And saved her from drowning, then and a dozen times afterward. He hasn't told you, Mrs. Paine? No, I can see that he hasn't. All right, I will. Paine, if your ingrowing modesty won't stand the pressure you had better leave the room.
I inferred that Mrs. Colton's condition was more trying than serious. "Mother is well, in her nervous state any shock is disturbing. She is bearing the anxiety as well as we should expect." I judged that not much was expected. "It was not on account of Father's illness that I sent for you, Mr. Paine," she went on. "If he had not been ill I should not have needed you, of course.
But he had less trouble than he had anticipated. Colton's mind seldom roved far from politics, and it required little tact to lead him to the trough. "As I am necessarily in your confidence I will take you voluntarily into mine," he announced, in his clear high pipe. "I don't in my heart care a hang more for the Democratic party than I do for the Republican.
"It isn't a question of price." "Rubbish! Anything's a question of price." "This isn't. If it was I probably should have accepted Mr. Colton's offer of six hundred and fifty." "Six hun ! Do you mean to say he offered you six hundred and fifty dollars for that little mite of land, and you never took him up?" "Yes." "Well, you must be a . . . Humph! Six hundred and fifty!
I took up my oars. "Here!" he shouted. "Stop! hold on! Confound you! do you suppose we don't intend to pay you for this?" I shook my head. "It has been a pleasure," I said, sweetly. "Good day." I rowed off, but all the way down to my boathouse I smiled contentedly. I had seen the look on Mabel Colton's face.
"I shall drop the 'h' and call myself Jean Louis Castel, born in French Lorraine in 1893, after that region had enjoyed for more than twenty years the glorious benefits of German military rule." "Very well," said the General. "Now go and see Captain Colton." Captain Colton's lips twisted into a crooked smile when he heard John. His glance was a mingling of sympathy and apprehension.
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