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If the open assault on McCune had been pressed, and the damnatory evidence published in Harkless's own paper, while Harkless himself was a candidate and rival, John would have felt dishonored. The McCune papers could have been used for Halloway's benefit, but not for his own; he would not ride to success on another man's ruin; and young Fisbee had understood and had saved him.
They had a few moments of shop, and he talked to Harkless as a brother craftsman, without the offense of graciousness, and spoke of his pleasure in the meeting and of his relief at Harkless's recovery, for, aside from the mere human feeling, the party needed him in Carlow even if he did not always prove himself "quite a vehement partisan." Macauley laughed.
It needed no genius to infer that these garnitures had not embellished the editorial chamber during Mr. Harkless's activity, but, on the contrary, had been put in place that very morning. Mr.
"He'd have declined on the spot, I expect, if we hadn't made him sure it was all right with Kedge." "If I understood what Mr. Smith was saying, Halloway must have behaved very well," said Meredith. The judge laughed. "He saw it was the only way to beat McCune, and he'd have given his life and Harkless's, too, rather than let McCune have it." "Why didn't you stay with him, Tom?" asked Helen.
When he came back, after a remorseful cigarette in the yard, Harkless was still sitting, motionless, looking up at the photograph above the mantel-piece. They drove abroad every day, at first in the victoria, and, as Harkless's strength began to come back, in a knock-about cart of Tom's, a light trail of blue smoke floating back wherever the two friends passed.
The title to these two buildings and the blank yard had been included in the purchase of the "Herald"; and the cottage was Harkless's home. There was a light burning upstairs in the "Herald" office. From the street a broad, tumble-down stairway ran up on the outside of the building to the second floor, and at the stairway railing John turned and shook his companion warmly by the hand.
And though the country editor grew stronger in the pleasant, open city, Meredith felt that his apathy and listlessness only deepened, and he suspected that, in Harkless's own room, where the photograph reigned, the languor departed for the time, making way for a destructive fire.
I knowed there'd be'n a pistol used, though where they got it beats me we stripped 'em and it wasn't Mr. Harkless's; he never carried one. But a shot-gun!" An attendant entered and spoke to the surgeon, and Gay rose wearily, touched the drowsy young man on the shoulder, and led the way to the door. "You can come now," he said to the others; "though I doubt its being any good to you.
The old man took his hand in both his own, and looked him between the eyes, and thus stood, while there was a long pause, the others watching them. "You must not say that I told you," he said at last. "Go into the garden." But when Harkless's step crunched the garden path there was no one there.
Left alone, the lady went to the desk and stood for a time looking gravely at Harkless's chair. She touched it gently, as she had touched it once before that morning, and then she spoke to it as if he were sitting there, and as she would not have spoken, had he been sitting there. "You didn't want gratitude, did you?" she whispered, with sad lips.
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