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However, daughter says the best is none too good in Hillerton. Eh, Bess?" Bessie, the pretty, sixteen-year-old daughter of the family, only shrugged her shoulders a little petulantly. It was Harriet, the wife, who spoke a large, florid woman with a short upper lip, and a bewilderment of bepuffed light hair. She was already on her feet, pushing a chair toward her sister-in-law.
A gentleman, too, as anybody could see, but a gentleman of a singularly unsocial disposition. He looked ten years older than he was an advantage which Hillerton recognized. His grave, unencouraging manner had a restraining effect upon too exacting tenants; while his actual youthfulness gave Hillerton the advantage over him of thirty years' seniority.
It would be difficult to imagine why Peckham should not have thoroughly liked Hillerton; difficult, that is, to any one not aware of the unusual criterion by which he measured his fellow men.
If, say in a month or two, a quiet, inoffensive gentleman by the name of Smith arrives in Hillerton on the legitimate and perfectly respectable business of looking up a family pedigree, that also is none of your concern." With a sudden laugh the lawyer fell back in his chair. "By Jove, Fulton, if I don't believe you'll pull this absurd thing off!" "There!
"Right here and now it matters that you don't share in the money; it matters that you slave half your time for a father who doesn't anywhere near appreciate you; it matters that you slave the rest of the time for every Tom and Dick and Harry and Jane and Mehitable in Hillerton that has run a sliver under a thumb, either literally or metaphorically. It matters that "
As the excitement increased, and his fellow-townsmen manifested a willingness to mortgage every inch of wood and plaster in their possession, Hillerton merely became, if possible, more stringent in the matter of securities. "We might as well take a mortgage on the town, and done with it," he remarked to his confidential clerk one Saturday evening. "We shall own it all in six months, anyhow!"
That's one reason why I wanted to get over here on the West Side, I mean. Everybody who is anybody lives on the West Side in Hillerton. You'll soon find that out." "No doubt, no doubt! And your mother Blaisdell's surname?" Mr. Smith's pencil was poised over the open notebook. "Surname? Mother Blaisdell's? Oh, before she was married. I see. But, dear me, I don't know.
"The fellow's clean daft," Macdugal remarked to his partner, a few minutes later. "I should say so!" was the reply. "Queer, too, how suddenly it takes 'em. A week ago I should have said that was the coolest head of the lot. He didn't seem to care a chuck for the whole business. Wonder if he's gone off his base since Hillerton was laid up. Hope he isn't in for a swindle.
She was the more sure, perhaps, because she herself had something that she was trying to keep from Mr. Smith and she thought she recognized the symptoms. Meanwhile April budded into May, and May blossomed into June; and June brought all the Blaisdells together again in Hillerton. Two days after Fred Blaisdell had returned from college, his mother came to see Miss Maggie. Mr.
"He's a young man whom Mellicent met this summer. He plays the violin, and Mellicent played his accompaniments in a church entertainment. That's where she met him first. He's the son of a minister near their camp, where the girls went to church. He's a fine fellow, I guess. He's hard hit that's sure. He came to Hillerton at once, and has gone to work in Hammond's real estate office.
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