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Archie met his little friend's searching gaze, the look of acute inquiry which always touched him. "But poor fellows like that tramp " she hesitated and wrinkled her forehead. The doctor leaned forward and put his hand protectingly over hers, which lay clenched on the green felt desktop. "Ugly accidents happen, Thea; always have and always will.
"So, Peep, you're a wealthy man in your own name. That's the news I had to tell you. Allow me to congratulate you on your good fortune." The beneficiary rose to his feet, seeming not to see the hand the old Judge had extended across the desktop toward him. On his face, of a sudden, was a queer, eager look.
He glanced at one of the papers that lay on his desktop; then added in a casual tone: "Tell me, Peep, whut are you doin' now fur a livin'?" The object of this examination grinned a faint grin of extenuation. "Well, suh, I'm knockin' about, doin' the best I kin which ain't much.
He called it that even while experience and judgment shrieked warnings. This was too pat too easy. Something was phony in the setup. But he didn't even have to fight what common sense was telling him. He was too busy opening the safe, spreading the data out on the desktop, and using a small camera he carried in the side pocket of his jacket.
"Lanpher," said Racey without preliminary, "I want to serve notice on you here and now that if I catch you within one mile of Moccasin Spring you come a-shooting because I will." Lanpher's hand remained motionless on the desktop. Then the man picked up a pencil and began to tap it on the wood. He licked his lips cat-fashion. "Is that a threat or a promise?" he asked.
There was life here then, sir; the place was alive with niggers and the house full of guests from one month's end to another." He drummed on the desktop. "Who'd a thought it wa'n't to last for ever!" "And what became of the daughter who married Turberville?" "Died years ago," said Crenshaw. "She was here the last time about thirty years back.
He glanced at one of the papers that lay on his desktop; then added in a casual tone: "Tell me, Peep, whut are you doin' now fur a livin'?" The object of this examination grinned a faint grin of extenuation. "Well, suh, I'm knockin' about, doin' the best I kin which ain't much.
It had a heart on it, drawn in pencil. When he got home, he taped it over the mantel. Myron read through the application the next day and tapped his desktop slowly. "The co-owner," he said, "will have full privileges." "Right." "If she calls and identifies herself and says, "Myron, sell everything and send me a check," that's what I'll do." "Right." "Very good," Myron said dubiously.
"So, Peep, you're a wealthy man in your own name. That's the news I had to tell you. Allow me to congratulate you on your good fortune." The beneficiary rose to his feet, seeming not to see the hand the old Judge had extended across the desktop toward him. On his face, of a sudden, was a queer, eager look.
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