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Even if I succeeded in overpowering Garvin's gun-man, there was still his ally to reckon with. However, neither thing happened. Curt Dawson, merely laughed in his indolent fashion and jerked his horse back in its haunches, sliding from the saddle as he did so. His fellow-traveler had now reinforced him and the two of them came over and faced me.
"Missy no come!" Kow answered, unruffled. "Him say no can come!" "Cherry!" Peter shouted. "Did Alix say she wasn't coming to lunch?" "N-n-not to me!" Cherry answered from the garden. She came up to the porch, with her hands full of short-stemmed roses. "Him go flend house," Kow elucidated. "Fiend heap sick!" "Mrs. Garvin?" Cherry questioned. "Did she stay at Mrs. Garvin's for lunch?
The sight of poor Garvin's white and wasted features, the terrible contrast between this miserable tenement and the palace with its unseen pictures and porcelains and tapestries, brought home to him with indescribable poignancy his own predicament. He was going to ask this woman to be comforted by faith and trust in the God of the man who had driven her husband to death!
Something like a film came over Garvin's eyes. "He ruined you, too, twenty years back Eldon Parr did for you, too. Oh, I know his record, I've followed his trail he got all the Grantham stock that would have made you a millionnaire!" "Ah," replied Mr. Bentley, smiling to humour him, "that's something I have no wish to be, sir, a millionaire." He met the frightened gaze of the wife.
They slipped from their saddles and allowed us to mount in their stead while they trudged alongside, carrying our bags. As we started forward, Weighborne answered. "I didn't halt at Garvin's place from choice. The wagon could go no further. I don't suppose there was any actual danger, and after all I wanted to see how he would talk." Marcus nodded and drew his mouth tighter.
Something like a film came over Garvin's eyes. "He ruined you, too, twenty years back Eldon Parr did for you, too. Oh, I know his record, I've followed his trail he got all the Grantham stock that would have made you a millionnaire!" "Ah," replied Mr. Bentley, smiling to humour him, "that's something I have no wish to be, sir, a millionaire." He met the frightened gaze of the wife.
The sight of poor Garvin's white and wasted features, the terrible contrast between this miserable tenement and the palace with its unseen pictures and porcelains and tapestries, brought home to him with indescribable poignancy his own predicament. He was going to ask this woman to be comforted by faith and trust in the God of the man who had driven her husband to death!
The sheriff read a list of a half-dozen names, all kinsmen and retainers of the attorney. Weighborne and myself were not included. Marcus accepted service and agreed to be present on the date named. It was not until the sheriff's men had waved their hands and ridden away that he turned to me. "That shows Garvin's effrontery," he remarked with a laugh.
Something like a film came over Garvin's eyes. "He ruined you, too, twenty years back Eldon Parr did for you, too. Oh, I know his record, I've followed his trail he got all the Grantham stock that would have made you a millionnaire!" "Ah," replied Mr. Bentley, smiling to humour him, "that's something I have no wish to be, sir, a millionaire." He met the frightened gaze of the wife.
When we reached the attorney's house the reality of feud conditions gained corroboration from a hundred small details. Like Garvin's, it stood in an area stripped of trees and undergrowth. It was a large cabin of logs and to its original two rooms rambling additions had from time to time been made. Everywhere a note of the poor and primitive stood out in uncouth nakedness.
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