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Updated: June 17, 2025
"That would be charity and I can't take it. But I'm much obliged. It shows you're square, Mr. Elden, and I hold no illwill to you." "Well, can I help you in some way you will accept? I'm afraid I don't mean to be unkind, but we may as well be frank I'm afraid you won't need help very long." Merton answered as one who has made up his mind to the inevitable, and Dave thought better of him.
Hardy opened her home to him, and Carlton, whatever his motives, was not slow to grasp the situation. For years Irene had not spoken of Dave Elden, and the mother had grown to hope that the old attachment had died down and would presently be quite forgotten in a new and more becoming passion.
Conward," she said. "She is like that. And when we are settled you will come and see me, won't you Dave?" When the Hardys had gone Conward turned to Elden. "We had better try and find out where we stand," he said, trying to speak dispassionately, but there was a tremor in his voice. "I agree," returned Elden, who had no desire to evade the issue.
He laid the last three items on the table with a great dissembling of indifference, for he was immensely proud of them. They were unwonted items on the Elden bill of fare; he had bought them especially for her. From somewhere the knowledge had been borne in upon him that city people frequently drink coffee for breakfast, and the rice and raisins were an inspiration quite his own.
"It's interesting to know all about it; where it comes from, how it is grown, what it is used for; the different qualities, and so forth." "H'm," said Mr. Trapper, returning the book. "No doubt." And he walked on without further comment. But that afternoon he had something to say to his manager. "That young fellow on the shipping desk Elden, I think his name is. How do you find him?"
She would tell him but this thought died at its birth with the consciousness that Elden would be amused over the incident, and would be at little pains to disguise his merriment. And then she laughed, and ran along up the road. The grips were duly found, and Irene congratulated herself that she and her father were in the habit of traveling with equipment for over night.
If we pull it off and we will pull it off we start up in business as Conward & Elden, or Elden & Conward, which ever sounds better. Boy, there's a fortune in it." "What do you figure it's worth?" said Dave, trying to speak easily. "Twenty-five dollars an acre?" "Twenty-five dollars an acre!" Conward shouted.
And always the daring of Conward and the organization of Elden had justified themselves.
"Why, what does this mean?" "Here is your money. Will you take it please?" "No, I won't take it, until you explain " She opened her fingers, and the bills fell to the floor. "All right," she said. Conward's eyes had shifted to Dave. "You are at the bottom of this, Elden," he said. "What does it mean?"
She called Dave's office; nothing was known of Mr. Elden; he had been working there last night; he was not down yet. She called his apartments; there was no answer. Then, with a bright thought, she called the garage. Mr. Elden's car was out; had not been in at all during the night. Then she tried a new number. "Hello, is that the office of The Call? Will you let me speak to "
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