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Harnden, throwing back his coat lapels and displaying all his pencil quills. "Just one moment, sir, till I have shown that Mr. Britt has no monopoly on courage seeing that he has put invasion of a quiet home on that plane. I love your daughter. I want her for my wife. I came here to tell you so; but I was putting politeness ahead of my anxiety after you told me that you were engaged."
"I'm complimenting Joe Harnden," the Squire went on, with serenity. "I'm saying that when he uses that inventive genius of his on his own jumping gear he'll leap ahead and make good. For instance, son, here's an example.
Harnden's latest invention. In fact, the consent had been secured so easily that Mr. Harnden, freshly arrived in town on Ike Jones's stage, and having heard no Egypt gossip during a prolonged absence from home, had blinked at Britt with the air of a man who had expected to find a door held against him, had pushed hard, and had tumbled head over heels when nothing opposed him. Mr.
"I think you ought to go and tell her, Mr. Britt," Vaniman demurred. "And my standing with Mr. and Mrs. Harnden " "I guess your standing will be better from now on," Britt broke in, twisting his face into a wry smile. "I left Harnden with a hot ear on him last night! Furthermore, you'll have to ask her.
He accused her escort with a glowering side-glance. Mrs. Harnden simpered. Vona had never found her mother an especially stable support in times of stress, but the girl did feel that the maternal spirit might arise and help in an emergency as vital as that one! Mrs. Harnden, however, was gazing into the arena and was blandly indicating by her demeanor, "Thumbs down!"
But that punishment had steeled her to the stand she was making in the case of Britt. The god of the machine pondered on the case and constantly found himself in a more parlous state of mind because he did ponder. Mr. Harnden tried his best to cheer the morose Britt.
Harnden was too well acquainted with all the roads of Egypt and its environs to be confused by anything except strictly personal and peculiar doubts which had nothing to do with the matter of destination. He looked up into the heavens, as if he really wished that he might be able to escape from Egypt by flight.
Through your work some land pirate has got hold of those town orders. There isn't a cent in the town treasury. You know it." He whirled away from Harnden and shook the gun at the deputy sheriff. "I sha'n't believe your law, Dowd, till I've been and talked with Squire Hexter." "Go and talk!
"I may as well post you on how the matter stands, Mr. Britt. By being honest all 'round we can operate together better." Britt agreed by an emphatic nod. After an inhalation which suggested the charging of an air gun, Mrs. Harnden pulled the verbal trigger. "Vona says she is all through at the bank." "Oh, I know my girl," said Mr. Harnden, airily.
He induced her to quit looking over her shoulder at the great torch that lighted luridly the heavens above the deserted town. "It's a pillar of fire by night, madam, as you say! But that's as far as it fits in with the Exodus sentiment. It's behind us and behind us let it stay." At the end of another mile Mrs. Harnden was extolling the capability of her husband.
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