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Atterson went around with clouded brow again, and was heard to whisper, more than once, something about "Mr. Damocles's sword."
On April 23d I was at the Hôtel Edouard VII, the headquarters of the Italian delegation, discussing the outlook and expecting to learn that some agreement had been reached. In an adjoining room the members of the delegation were sitting in conference on the burning subject, painfully aware that time pressed, that the Damocles's sword of Mr.
"But if the railroad board should change its mind again," added the lawyer, "sixteen hundred dollars would not be a speculative price to pay for your farm and well Pepper knows it." "Then Mr. Damocles's sword has got to hang over us, has it?" demanded the old lady. "I am afraid so," admitted the lawyer, smiling. Mrs. Atterson could not be more troubled than was Hiram himself.
Twenty-five per cent of all the profit of the Atterson Eighty during this second year was to be his own. The moment "Mr. Damocles's sword", as Mother Atterson had called it, was lifted the young farmer jumped into the work. He had already cut enough wood to last the family a year; now he got Mr.
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