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"Only eight yellow boys," said he contemptuously to his mates. He then shipped the money back into Hardie's coat-pocket, and conducted him to his own gate, tied him to it by the waist, and ordered him not to give the alarm for ten minutes on pain of death. "I consent," said Mr. Hardie, "and thank you for abstaining from violence." "All right, my tulip," said Mr.
"The mission is Mr. Hardie's," she said. "I'm merely his assistant. I suppose you're a temperance reformer, Mr. Lansing?" "No," George answered meekly; "I can't say I am." "Then you'll have to become one. How long is it since you indulged in drink?" George felt a little embarrassed, but Edgar, seeing Flora's smile and the twinkle in her father's eyes, hastily came to his rescue.
"But what is the connecting link?" asked Mrs. Dodd, still incredulous. "Why, Richard Hardie's interest." "Well, but the letter?" objected Edward. "There goes th' Anglosaxin again," remonstrated Sampson: "puzzling his head over petty details; and they are perhaps mere blinds thrown out by the enemy. And so young Hardie is got out of the way: old Hardie's doing, or I'm a Dutchman."
The teamster paused and added with a laugh: "That's what I did, and I'd be mighty glad to set the drinks up if I ever meet that man off duty. We'd both have a full-size jag on before we quit." "And you're one of the fellows who're running Hardie's temperance campaign!" Flett said dryly. Flett left the team at George's homestead.
And in fact it turned out a first-rate practical jest: cost two lives. While they were laughing, the young clerk looked in and said, "Captain Dodd, to speak with you, sir!" "Captain Dodd!!!" And all Mr. Hardie's forced merriment died away, and his face betrayed his vexation for once. "Did you go and tell him I was here?" "Yes, sir: I had no orders; and he said you would be sure to see him."
Thus, in reality, all the interests with which this story deals converged towards one point: the fourteen thousand pounds. Richard Hardie's opposition was a mere misunderstanding; and if he had been told of the Cash, and to what purpose Mrs.
Abbott, to Alfred's trustees, warning them against any alienation of Alfred's money under the notion that he was legally a lunatic; and saying that a public inquiry appeared inevitable, owing to Mr. T. Hardie's unwillingness to enter into their views. To Alfred, inquiring whether he wished to encounter the expense of Chancery proceedings to establish his sanity.
The judge out of good nature, I suspect was longer at luncheon than usual, and every minute was so much gained to Mr. Compton and Julia, who were in a miserable state of anxiety. Yet it was equalled by Richard Hardie's, who never entered the court but paced the hall the livelong day to intercept Noah Skinner. And, when I tell you that Julia had consulted Mr.
But Maxley stretched his long limbs, and caught him in two strides, and griped his shoulder without ceremony. "Be you mad?" said he sternly. "No, but I begin to think you are." "That is to be seen," said Maxley gravely. "Before I lets you go, you must tell me whether you be jesting, or whether you have really been so simple as to drop fourteen thousand pounds at Hardie's?"
He tumbled in with a bad headache and quite worn out, and never woke for fifteen hours. And when he did wake, he was safe at Barkington. He and It landed on the quay. He made for home. On the way he passed Hardie's bank, a firm synonymous in his mind with the Bank of England. A thrill of joy went through him. Now it was safe.
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