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A lurking gust of wind lying in ambush somewhere seemed to swoop down on him as if to prevent further indecision and whirl him away in the direction of the justice's house; and Mr. Harkutt shut the door, bolted it, and walked aimlessly back to the counter. From a slow, deliberate and cautious man, he seemed to have changed within an hour to an irresolute and capricious one.
The light over the rushing water was withdrawn, and the whole prospect sank back into profound darkness. Mr. Harkutt had disappeared with his guests. Then there was the familiar shuffle of his feet on the staircase, followed by other more cautious footsteps that grew delicately and even courteously deliberate as they approached.
"Instead o' lazin' thar behind the counter when your father ain't here to see ye, John," remarked Billings from the depths of his armchair a few moments after Harkutt had ridden away, "ye orter be bustlin' round, dustin' the shelves. Ye'll never come to anythin' when you're a man ef you go on like that.
"She wants to go to 'Frisco, and so do I, pop," said Phemie, leaning her elbow half over her father's plate. "Come, pop, say do, just for a week." "Only for a week," murmured the commiserating Mrs. Harkutt. "Perhaps," responded Harkutt, with gloomy sarcasm, "ye wouldn't mind tellin' me how you're goin' to get there, and where the money's comin' from to take you?
Harcourt was a pretty name for a street, a square, or a hotel; even the few in Sidon who had called it Harkutt admitted that it was an improvement quite consistent with the change from the fever-haunted tules and sedges of the creek to the broad, level, and handsome squares of Tasajara City.
Nevertheless a few hours later, when the store was momentarily free of loungers, and Harkutt had relieved his son of his monotonous charge, he made a pretense, while abstractedly listening to an account of the boy's stewardship, to look through a drawer as if in search of some missing article. "You didn't see anything of a paper I left somewhere about here yesterday?" he asked carelessly.
"I won't keep you a minit," said the intruder, nervously fumbling in the breast pocket of his hickory shirt. "It's a matter of business Harkutt I" But he was obliged to stop here to wipe his face and forehead with the ends of a loose handkerchief tied round his throat.
Fletcher's sensitive blue eyes rested upon Grant's with an expression of constrained pain and pity. "I heard of your inquiries, Mr. Grant; you were making them on behalf of this Mr. Harcourt or Harkutt" he made the distinction with intentional deliberation "with a view, I believe, to some arbitration. The case was stated to you fairly, I think; I believe I have nothing to add to it."
A little later the sun became again obscured, the wind arose, rain fell, and the opportunity for going indoors and doing nothing was once more availed of by all Sidon. It was afternoon when Mr. Harkutt returned. He did not go into the store, but entered the dwelling from the little picket-gate and steep path.
A railroad to Tasajara Creek? Ye don't mean it! That is it ain't a SURE thing?" "Perfectly sure. The money is ready in San Francisco now, and by this time next year " "A railroad to Tasajara Creek!" continued Harkutt hurriedly. "What part of it? Where?" "At the embarcadero naturally," responded Grant. "There isn't but the one place for the terminus.
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