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Upon rare occasions Teague made his appearance on this straggling street, and bought his dram and paid his thrip for it; but, in a general way, if Gullettsville wanted to see him, it had to search elsewhere than on the straggling street.

She was dangerously like other women of his acquaintance, and dangerously unlike them. The principal of the academy in Gullettsville a scholarly old gentleman from Middle Georgia, who had been driven to teaching by dire necessity had once loftily informed Woodward that Miss Poteet was superior to her books, and the young man had verified the statement to his own discomfiture.

Otherwise there was scarcely a trace of his lineage about him, and it is a question whether he inherited this trait from France or from the Euphrates from Gerard or from Adam. But he did not become a hermit by any means. The young men of Gullettsville made Sunday excursions to his farm, and he was pleased to treat them with great deference.

That's whar you a-gwine down to Gullettsville to school." "I shan't, an' I won't I won't, I won't, I won't!" exclaimed Sis, clenching her hands and stamping her feet. "I'll die first." Teague had never seen her so excited, "Why, what's the matter, Sis?" he asked with unfeigned concern. Sis gave him a withering look.

Woodward was a man of fine appearance and winning manners, and Sis, with all the advantages comparative advantages merely that the Gullettsville Academy had given her, was only a country girl after all. What if ? Teague turned away from the suspicion in terror. It was a horrible one; but as often as he put it aside, so often he returned to it. It haunted him.