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Set a cup of coffee on the table by the front door for me. Run like the deuce! We've got to catch a train. That will be quicker than any cab," he explained to Harkless. "We'll break the ordinance against fast driving, getting down there." Ten minutes later the cart swept away from the house at a gait which pained the respectable neighborhood.
Harkless, I very much fear, that your kindness alone prompts it, for, deeply as I desire it, I cannot truthfully say that my essays appear to increase our circulation." He made an odd, troubled gesture as he went on: "They do not seem to read them here, Mr. Harkless, although Mr.
Five or six hundred people every one within hearing fumed to look at Jim; but the gentleman addressed was engaged in conversation with a lady and did not notice. "Hi! Hi, there! Say! Mr. Harkless!" bellowed Jim, informally. The people turned to look at Harkless. His attention was arrested and his cheek grew red. "What is it?" he asked, a little confused and a good deal annoyed.
"I haven't one second to talk, Tom; I have seventeen minutes to catch the express, and it's a mile and a half to the station; the train leaves here at eight fifty, I get to Plattville at ten forty-seven. Telephone for a cab for me, please, or tell me the number; I don't want to stop to hunt it up." Meredith looked him in the eyes. In the pupils of Harkless flared a fierce light.
Todd encountered a fellow-townsman, who had been pacing up and down in front of a cottage, crooning to a protestive baby held in his arms. He had paused in his vigil to stare after Harkless. "Whereas he bound for, William?" inquired the man with the baby. "Briscoes'," answered William, pursuing his way.
Last of all came the tooting calliope, followed by swarms of boys as it executed, "Wait till the clouds roll by, Jennie" with infinite dash and gusto. When it was gone, Miss Sherwood's intent gaze relaxed she had been looking on as eagerly as any child, and she turned to speak to Harkless and discovered that he was no longer in the room; instead, she found Minnie and Mr.
"They're coming out to spend the evening, aren't they?" asked Briscoe, nodding to the young men as they set off down the road. "Lige has to come whether he wants to or not," Minnie laughed, rather consciously; "It's his turn to-night to look after Mr. Harkless." "I guess he won't mind coming," said the judge.
Meredith wondered as much as did Harkless where Fisbee had picked up the journalistic "young relative" who signed his extremely business-like missives in such a thundering hand.
"It looks a little underhanded at first glance," said Warren Smith; "but, as Miss Sherwood said, you've got to be a little underhanded sometimes, especially when you're dealing with as scrupulous a man as John Harkless. But it's a perfectly honest deal, and it will be all right with him when he finds it's all over and he's nominated." "It's a plain case," added Boswell.
"Dear Mr. Harkless: Yours of the 30th received. Every one here is very glad to know that your health is so far improved as to admit of your writing; and it is our strongest hope that you will soon be completely recovered.
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