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"To clear up some matters of Garry's at Corklesville. The Warehouse matter has been closed out, so Corinne tells me." "Oh, that's it, is it? I thought you wanted it for yourself. Who signs for it?" "I do." "On what collateral?" "My word." Breen leaned back in his chair. The unsophisticated innocence of this boy from the country would be amusing if it were not so stupid.
The man came straight on, reached the lips of the opening, lunged heavily to the right, tried to steady his burden and fell headlong. The street lamps were already lighted on the following afternoon when Ruth, with Peter and Miss Felicia, alighted at the small station of Corklesville. All through the day she had gone over in her mind the words of the despatch: Explosion in tunnel.
Garry whose every stand in Corklesville had been for justice; Garry whom Morris loved, whose presence brought a cheery word of welcome from every room he entered! Let him be proclaimed a defaulter, insulted by ruffians like McGowan, and treated like a felon brilliant, lovable, forceful Garry! Never, if he had to go down on his knees to Holker Morris or any other man who could lend him a dollar.
I have one card left; I'll play it to-morrow, then I'll know." "Is there a chance of its winning?" "Yes and no. As for the 'yes, I've always had my father's luck. Minotts don't go under and I don't believe I shall, we take risks and we win. That's what brought me to Corklesville, and you see what I have made of myself. Just at present I've got my foot in a bear trap, but I'll pull out somehow.
Isn't it too lovely? and, do you know, there are real live frogs in that pond and you can hear them croak? And now tell me about daddy, and how he gets on without me." But Jack was not ready yet to talk about daddy, or the work, or anything that concerned Corklesville and its tunnel the transition had been too sudden and too startling.
To the passer-by and to the expert, it was, of course, merely a short cut through the steep hills flanking one end of the huge "earth fill" which MacFarlane was constructing across the Corklesville brook, and which, when completed would form a road-bed for future trains; but to me it was always The Beast.
The gaining of this church building the largest and most important given the young architect since he had left Morris's protection and guidance decided Garry to give up at once his expensive quarters in New York and move to Corklesville. Corinne had cooed, wept, and then succumbed into an illness, but Breen had only replied: "No, let 'em paddle their own canoe."
They talked of the tunnel and when it would be finished; and of the village people and whom they liked and whom they didn't and why and of Corinne, whose upturned little nose and superior, dominating airs Ruth thought were too funny for words; and of her recently announced engagement to Garry Minott, who had started for himself in business and already had a commission to build a church at Elm Crest known to all New Jersey as Corklesville until the real-estate agencies took possession of its uplands Jack being instrumental, with Mr.
Garry had continued to thank them both for their good word to the church wardens and he himself now and then spent an evening at MacFarlane's house without Corinne, who generally pleaded illness; but the little flame of friendship which had flashed after their arrival in Corklesville had died down again.
Then again, Ruth and her father lived at one end of the village known as Corklesville, and Garry and Corinne lived at the other end, known as Elm Crest, the connecting link being the railroad, a fact which Jack told Garry with a suggestive laugh, made them always turn their backs on each other when they parted to go to their respective homes, to which Garry would reply that it was an outrage and that he was coming up that very night all of which he failed to do when the proposed visit was talked over with Corinne.
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