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Well, it's the usual irate parent stuff, only a little more wild and ranty than anything Belasco would put over. He abuses Gilkey up and down, threatens him with all kinds of things, from arrest to sudden death, and gets purple in the face doin' it. While Gilkey, he just stands there, takin' it calm and patient.
It is a good cod ground in spring and fall and a hake ground on the mud and rocks in summer. Occasionally a few halibut are taken here during June and July. It is also a lobster ground. Gilkey Ground. This bears S. from the western head of Isle au Haute. 4 miles distant. It extends ENE. and WSW about 1½ miles long by 1/3 mile wide.
"How did you get in here, Sir?" "Through the kitchen," says Gilkey. "I came to tell you that " "Stop!" roars Pulsifer, stampin' his foot and bunchin' his fists menacin'. "You can't tell me anything, not a word, you you good-for-nothing young scoundrel! Haven't I warned you never to step foot in my house again? Didn't I tell you "
"Now you're talkin'!" says I; for, honest, the simple, slushy way he puts it across sort of wins me. And if that was how the case stood, with Edna longin' for him, and him yearnin' for Edna, why shouldn't they? If I'm any judge, Edna wouldn't find another right away who'd be so crazy about her, and anyone who could discover charms about Gilkey ought to be rewarded.
I calls out, jumpin' after him. "Better let me break it to 'em in there." "As you please," says Gilkey; "only let's have no delay." So I skips across the hall and into the lib'ry, where they're all makin' a stab at bein' chatty and gay, with Pa Pulsifer in the center. "Excuse me," says I, "but there's a young gent wants a few words with Mr. Pulsifer."
"Get out of my house before I I " "Oh, I say," breaks in Gilkey, "before you do what?" "Throw you out!" bellows Pulsifer. "Don't be absurd," says Gilkey, statin' it quiet and matter of fact. "You couldn't, you know. Besides, it isn't being done." And it takes Pa Pulsifer a full minute before he can choke down his temper and get his wind again.
"I'll stay and attend to the getaway," says I. "Nobody'll miss me." "Thank you," says Gilkey; "but I'm not sure I wish to go away. I came to see Edna, you know." "So I hear," says I. "Unique idea of yours too, rollin' in the hotbeds first." "I I was only trying to avoid meeting Mr. Pulsifer," says he; "exploring a bit, you see. I could hear voices in the dining-room; but I couldn't quite look in.
"Oh, hush up!" says Gilkey, turnin' away weary. "Come, Edna." And Edna, she went; also Mrs. Pulsifer; likewise Vee and Marjorie. Trust women for knowin' when a bluff has been called. I expect they was wise, two or three minutes before either me or Gilkey, that Pa Pulsifer was beat.
McVickar over the despatcher's wire, and ask Gilkey to rush it," he directed, and the shorthand man went to do it. "Now, Mr. Evan Anarchist Blount!" said Gantry, apostrophizing the late disturber of his peace, "now we'll find out just where we're at and how big a rope it's going to take to snub you down," and thereupon the desk buzzer rattled again, and Mr.
Then he advances a step or so, points dramatic to the door, and gurgles throaty: "Will you get out?" "No," says Gilkey. "I came to see Edna. I've had no dinner either, and I'd like a bite to eat." Pulsifer stood there, not two feet from him, glarin' and puffin', and tryin' to decide what to do next; but it's no use.
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