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Joe came quickly to the bedside. "I want you to shake hands with the Colonel and Peter and Buckalew." "We did," answered the Colonel, infinitely surprised and troubled. "We shook hands outside before we came in." "Do it again," said Eskew. "I want to see you."
Eskew had dropped off into a sort of doze more like a stupor, perhaps, and we all went into Roger's old studio, except Louden and the doctor, and while we were there, talkin', one of Pike's clerks came with a basket full of tin boxes and packages of papers and talked to Miss Tabor at the door and went away.
Colonel Flitcroft turned upon him violently. "You've already stated it." "Then, if he is behind the ugly things, too," said Roger, "we must take him either way, so let us be glad of the beauty for its own sake. Eskew says this is a wicked town. It may be I don't know. He says it's badly built; perhaps it is; but it doesn't seem to me that it's ugly in itself.
"And who could of dreamed," Mr. Bradbury was saying, with a side-glance of expectancy at Eskew, "that Jonas Tabor would ever turn out to have a niece like that!" Mr. Arp ceased to fan himself with his wide straw hat and said grimly: "I don't see as Jonas HAS 'turned out' not in particular!
He recounted many anecdotes of Eskew, chuckling over most of them, though filled with wonder by a coincidence which he and Flitcroft had discovered; the Colonel had recently been made the custodian of his old friend's will, and it had been opened the day before the funeral. Eskew had left everything he possessed with the regret that it was so little to Joe.
"Peter," interrupted the sick man, with feeble asperity, "did you ever manage to fool me in your life?" "No, Eskew." "Well, you're not doin' it now!" Two tears suddenly loosed themselves from Squire Buckalew's eyelids, despite his hard endeavor to wink them away, and he turned from the bed too late to conceal what had happened. "There ain't any call to feel bad," said Eskew.
Then the veteran's lips twitched, and though his eyes remained closed, Joe saw that Eskew understood, for he gasped, feebly: "Pos-i-tive-ly no free seats!" To Mrs.
For him there was only the presence of divinity; the church was filled with it. And then, as they knelt to pray, there were the white heads of the three old friends of Eskew Arp; and beyond was the silver hair of Martin Pike, who knelt beside his daughter. Joe felt that people should be very kind to the Judge.
"I can't stand up for Joe Louden to any extent, but I don't think he done wrong," Buckalew went on, recovering, "when he paid this man Fear's fine." "You don't!" exclaimed Mr. Arp. "Why, haven't you got gumption enough to see " "Look here, Eskew," interposed his antagonist. "How many friends have you got that hate to hear folks talk bad about you?" "Not a one!"
She stooped to pick it up, with her face away from Norbert and towards the palms, whispering tremulously, but with passionate urgency, "Please GO!" "It isn't your grandfather that has come for you," said the fat one, slowly. "It is old Eskew Arp. Something's happened." She looked at him for a moment, beginning to tremble violently, her eyes growing wide with fright.
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