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"Callatin' to go to work?" he asked him, as the boarders walked into the best room. "Yes," replied Stephen, taken aback. And it may be said here that, if Mr. Hopper underestimated him, certainly he underestimated Mr. Hopper. "It ain't easy to get a job this Fall," said Eliphalet, "St. Louis houses have felt the panic." "I am sorry to hear that." "What business was you callatin' to grapple with?"
Cluyme, who was in dry goods himself, was as ignorant when he left Eliphalet as when he met him. But he had a greater respect than ever for the shrewdness of the business manager of Carvel & Company.
But she noticed that he was very thoughtful as they walked home. The next morning Eliphalet had not returned, but a corporal and guard were waiting to search the store for him. The Colonel read the order, and invited them in with hospitality. He even showed them the way upstairs, and presently Virginia heard them all tramping overhead among the bales.
There was no change in her calm demeanor. But Stephen, who knew his mother, felt that her little elation over her arrival had ebbed, Neither would confess dejection to the other. "I even I " said Stephen, tapping his chest, "have at least made the acquaintance of one prominent citizen, Mr. Eliphalet D. Hopper. According to Mr. Dickens, he is a true American gentleman, for he chews tobacco.
And I don't drink nor smoke." "That is all very commendable, Mr. Hopper," Virginia said, stifling a rebellious titter. "But, but why did you give up chewing?" "I am informed that the ladies are against it," said Eliphalet, "dead against it. You wouldn't like it in a husband, now, would you?" This time the laugh was not to be put down. "I confess I shouldn't," she said.
She heard it close again, and a footstep across the room. She knew the step she knew the voice, and her heart leaped at the sound of it in anger. An arm in a blue sleeve came between them, and Eliphalet Hopper staggered and fell across the books on the table, his hand to his face. Above him towered Stephen Brice.
Bankshire has shown you singling out a whipper-snapper like you twice in three weeks! And you wouldn't find me in anyhow, come to think of it. I'm lunching out myself, as it happens yes sir, lunching out. Is there anything especially comic in my lunching out? I don't often do it, you say? Well, that's no reason why I never should. Who with? Why, with with old Dr. Bleaker: Dr. Eliphalet Bleaker.
Eliphalet said he had never suggested that the Duncan ghost should raise his hand against a woman, and all he wanted was that the Duncan ghost should fight the other ghost. And then the voice told Eliphalet that the other ghost was a woman." "What?" said Dear Jones, sitting up suddenly. "You don't mean to tell me that the ghost which haunted the house was a woman?"
Eliphalet Hopper, in Mr. Davitt's booths, stared until his eyes watered. A great throng peered into the covered way, kept clear for his Royal Highness and suite, and for the prominent gentlemen who accompanied them.
On the inside of the glass partition of the private office, a voice of great suavity was heard. It was Eliphalet Hopper's. "If you will give me the numbers of the bales, Captain Brent, I'll send a dray down to your boat and get them." It was a very decisive voice that answered. "No, sir, I prefer to do business with my friend, Colonel Carvel. I guess I can wait."
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