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Of course, Crewne, being a preacher, took none but a spiritual interest in young ladies; but where a person's face seems to show forth the owner's whole soul, as was the case with Helen Matalette's, a minister of the Gospel is certainly justifiable in looking oft and long at it nay, is even grossly culpable if he does not regard it with a lively and tender interest.
The counterfeiter looked at his daughter for an instant, and then failed to see her partly because something marred the clearness of his vision just then, and partly because Crewne, interpreting the father's silence as consent, took possession of the reward he had named, and almost hid her from her father's view.
Leekins had spoken truly, for there sat Crewne with a pleasant smile on his face, while on top of the stage were several large trunks marked C. "Must have got a handsome fit-out," suggested Mrs. Leekins. The stage stopped at the door of Crewne's new cottage, and Crewne got out. The pastor entered the parlor to open the meeting, and was selecting a hymn, when Mrs.
"Nell's right if we're not tracked and caught, I'll never be sorry that we sunk the accursed business for ever. And, considering our narrow escape, and how it happened, I don't think we're very gentlemanly to sit here bemoaning our luck. Mr. Crewne," continued Matalette, crossing to the yellow-haired figure in front of the fire, "you've saved me what can I give you?"
Leekins startled the meeting by ejaculating: "Lands alive!" The meeting was demoralized; the sisters hastened to the window, and the good pastor, laying down his hymn-book, followed in time to see Crewne helping out a well-dressed and apparently young and handsome lady. "Hardhack girls not good 'nough for him, it seems!" sneered Mrs. Leekins.
"I Asbury Crewne the new circuit preacher," replied a voice. "I'm wet, cold and hungry can you give me shelter, in the name of my Master?" "Certainly!" cried Matalette, hastening to open the door, while the three hired men rapidly repocketed their pistols, and Helen gave vent to a sigh of relief.
In fact, the trio was so delighted, that its eligibility soon became diminished in quantity. But Crewne, the handsomest and most brilliant of the three, still remained, and over him the fight was far more intense than in the opening of the campaign, when weapons were either rusty or untried, and the chances of success were seemingly more numerous.
Crewne mechanically put his hands in his pocket and drew forth the money Matalette had given him to buy a horse with. The sheriff snatched it. "That's some of his stock?" said he, looking it rapidly over. That seems good enough." "What will become of his poor daughter?" ejaculated the young preacher, with a vacant look. "What, Helen?" queried the sheriff.
A resigned and sympathetic sigh broke from the motherly lips present, then Mrs. Leekins cried: "Gracious sakes! married a widder with children!" It certainly seemed that she told the truth, for Crewne lifted out two children, the youngest of whom seemed not more than three years old. The gazers abruptly left the window, and the general tone of the meeting was that of melancholy resignation.
It was a great sum of money more than his salary for a year amounted to and the young man's feelings almost overcame him as he tried to utter his thanks; but just then Helen made her first appearance during the morning, and from the instant she greeted Crewne all thoughts of gratitude seemed to escape his mind, unless, indeed, he suddenly determined to express his thanks through a third party.
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