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She's been away a good while; she's forgotten what Canaan IS. You wait till she sees for herself jest what his standing in this com " "I agree with Eskew for once," interrupted Peter Bradbury. "I agree because " "Then you better wait," cried Eskew, allowing him to proceed no farther, "till you hear what you're agreein' to!
Mamie, almost as white as the old man, was silent; but she had not hesitated in her daring, now that she had been taught to dare; she had not come to be Ariel's friend and honest follower for nothing; and it was Mamie who had cried to Joe to lift Eskew into the carriage. "You must come too," she said. "We will need you."
Yet Ariel remembered for more than a fortnight a passage from one of these sermons. And as Joe looked at the manly and intelligent face opposite him, it did not seem strange that she should. He resolutely turned his eyes to the open window and saw that they had entered the cemetery, were near the green knoll where Eskew was to lie beside a brother who had died long ago.
Eskew sank back upon the bench, with the little rusty sounds, suggestions of creaks and sighs, which accompany the movement of antiques. "I've always thought," he said, "that the Judge had spells when he was hard of hearing."
Ah, have you come at last? Ariel started to her feet, but the bent figure, coming up the walk in the darkness, was that of Eskew Arp. He bowed gloomily to Mamie, and in response to her inquiry if he wished to see her father, answered no; he had come to talk with the granddaughter of his old friend Roger Tabor. "Mr. Arp!" called Ariel. "I am so very glad!" She ran down to him and gave him her hand.
"I don't think he's mean, though, and it does seem kind of not just right that Joe's father's money Bantry didn't leave anything to speak of has to go to keepin' 'Gene on the fat of the land, with Joe gittin' up at half-past four to carry papers, and him goin' on nineteen years old." "It's all he's fit for!" exclaimed Eskew. "He's low down, I tell ye.
"It's hard to breathe," gasped the old man. "I'm pretty near the big road. Joe Louden " "Yes?" "You'd have been willing willing to change places with me just now when Airie " Joe laid his hand on his, and Eskew smiled again. "I thought so! And, Joe " "Yes?" "You always always had the the best of that joke between us. Do you you suppose they charge admission up there?" His eyes were lifted.
Her theme was one which had exclusively occupied her since the passing of Eskew, and, her rheumatism having improved so that she could leave her chair, she had become a sort of walking serial; Norbert and his grandfather being well assured that, whenever they left the house, the same story was to be continued upon their reappearance.
One who would make vivid the great doings must indeed "dip his brush in earthquake and eclipse"; even then he could but picture the credible, and must despair of this: the silence of Eskew Arp. Not that Eskew held his tongue, not that he was chary of speech no! O tempora, O mores!
But it was Eskew Arp who had saved the little dog; for it was his stick which had tripped the clerk, and his hand which had struck him down. All his bodily strength had departed in that effort, but he staggered out into the street toward Joe. "Joe Louden!" called the veteran, in a loud voice. "Joe Louden!" and suddenly reeled.
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