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If Congdon had only had the decency to die there would not be all this bother, and in his bitterness he resolved that if he got another chance he would make an end of him. Soothed by this decision he fell asleep. The morning opened auspiciously with a raking from Grubbs, who, finding that the Governor had decamped, most ungenerously held Archie responsible for his departure.
Mr. Grubbs threw himself back in his chair and laughed aloud. "Apologize? My dear sir, you must be dreaming! Apologize? Certainly not! I cannot retract the statements I have made and I firmly believe them to be true. And though there is a saying, 'the greater the truth the greater the libel, I'm ready, sir, and, always have been ready, to sacrifice myself to the cause of truth.
... Grubbs carried Putney's luggage across the platform with dogged stride, passing Archie without a sign of recognition. He was followed by a tall man in a gray suit whose left arm was supported by a sling. Grubbs took hasty leave and the two travelers were left alone. "A warm night," Congdon remarked. Archie agreed to this, a trifle huskily.
During the same trip I held a meeting at a church near Walton, at which several additions were made to the congregation. I did but little preaching during the school term. Convenient churches could not be obtained, and inconvenient ones took too much of my time to be given for nothing. At Eminence I first met Bro. I. B. Grubbs. He came to preach for a few days, and spent a day at our humble home.
There was no truth whatever in the statement, and we herewith apologize most humbly and heartily for having inadvertently given credence to a rumor which is now proved to be utterly false and without the slightest shadow of a foundation." He handed this to Grubbs.
He was not ignorant of the influence Beau Lovelace possessed, both on the press and in society he was a general favorite, a man whose opinions were quoted, and whose authority was accepted everywhere. If he appeared to answer a charge of assault against Grubbs, and defended his own case, he certainly would have the best of it. He might he would have to pay a fine, but what did he care for that?
Do I understand," he asked as they crossed the bridge, "that tomorrow we're going to find jobs on Eliphalet's plantation and kidnap his granddaughter?" "Much as I hate to anticipate, Archie, it's not only little Edith we're going to kidnap! We're going to steal the old man too!" "I never saw a tramp yet that was worth his breakfast," snarled Grubbs, the foreman of Eliphalet Congdon's farm.
And before the startled Grubbs could realize his position, Lovelace closed with him, beat him under, and struck the horsewhip smartly cross his back and shoulders. He uttered a yell of pain and fury, and strove vigorously to defend himself, but, owing to his obesity, his muscles were weak and flabby, and he was powerless against the activity and strength of his opponent.
The woman who had cared for Edith had left; he got that direct from Grubbs, who poured out confidences freely as they smoked together after the twilight supper. "Say, I guess I sized you up all wrong. You don't act like a bum at all; I guess you and me might rent a farm round here somewhere and make some money out of it next year.
If, however, you publish next week a full retraction of your printed lie why, then I shall be only too happy to forget that such an individual as yourself burdens this planet. There are the two alternatives choose!" Grubbs hesitated, but coward fear made him quail the prospect of unlimited thrashings. "Very well," he said sullenly.
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