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Then, in the years just before the War, had come the great movement westward, and Cressler had been one of those to leave an "abandoned" New England farm behind him, and with his family emigrate toward the Mississippi. He had come to Sangamon County in Illinois. For a time he tried wheat-raising, until the War, which skied the prices of all food-stuffs, had made him for those days a rich man.
But as for me, I don't know. My plans are so unsettled this summer." She broke off suddenly. "Oh, now, that I think of it, I want to borrow your 'Idylls of the King. May I take it for a day or two? I'll run in and get it now," she added as she rose. "I know just where to find it. No, please sit still, Mr. Cressler. I'll go." And with the words she disappeared in doors, leaving Mrs.
"I told him I did not love him. Only last week I told him so." "Well, then, why did you promise?" "My goodness!" exclaimed Laura, with a show of animation. "You don't realize what it's been. Do you suppose you can say 'no' to that man?" "Of course not, of course not," declared Mrs. Cressler joyfully. "That's 'J. all over. I might have known he'd have you if he set out to do it."
I suppose I care as much for Mr. Jadwin as I ever will care for any man. I suppose I must be cold and unemotional." Mrs. Cressler could not restrain a movement of surprise. "You unemotional? Why, I thought you just said, Laura, that you had imagined love would be like Juliet and like that girl in 'Faust' that it was going to shake you all to pieces." "Did I say that?
Laura began to feel a certain resentment. The unfortunate Gretry girl had gone away in tears. What with the embarrassment of the wrong gown, the brow-beating, and the nose-bleed, she was not far from hysterics. She had retired to the dining-room with Mrs. Cressler and from time to time the sounds of her distress made themselves heard. Laura believed it quite time to interfere.
Some of his holdings in the business quarter of the city were enormous; Landry Court had told her about him. Jadwin, unlike Mr. Cressler, was not opposed to speculation. Though not a member of the Board of Trade, he nevertheless at very long intervals took part in a "deal" in wheat, or corn, or provisions.
"I I made up my mind to it day before yesterday, but I put it off. I had hoped that things would come our way. But I can't delay now.... Mr. Crookes, I can't stand this any longer. I must get out of the clique. I haven't the ready money to stand this pace." There was a silence. Crookes neither moved nor changed expression. His small eyes fixed upon the other, he waited for Cressler to go on.
Cressler observed: "That Sheldon Corthell seems to be a very agreeable kind of a young man, doesn't he?" "Yes," replied Laura thoughtfully, "he is agreeable." "And a talented fellow, too," continued Mrs. Cressler. "But somehow it never impressed me that there was very much to him." "Oh," murmured Laura indifferently, "I don't know." "I suppose," Mrs.
At the sight, all the tragedy leaped up again in her mind and recollection, and in fancy she stood again in the back parlour of the Cressler home; her fingers pressed over her mouth to shut back the cries, horror and the terror of sudden death rending her heart, shaking the brain itself.
Jadwin? The gentleman we are going to meet to-night. See who I mean?" "Who? Mr. Jadwin? I don't know. I don't know, child. I never saw him, you know." "He was to be with our party to-night. I heard Mrs. Cressler say she would ask him. That's Mr. Jadwin, I'm sure. He's waiting for them, too." "We're missing everything."
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