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They went back to the car and started from the old house in a much more cheerful mood, neither of the girls supposing that they were likely to run across the Gypsy men again. "We must hustle to make Uncle Ike's to-night, sure enough," Tom said, as the car rolled out into the muddy highway. "Is it very far yet?" asked Ruth.
Stripped of inconsequential details, Ike's story follows: Ugly Collins, a former resident, was back on important business. Ugly had left the country a decade ago, following his acquittal for petty thieving. In his driftings about, he landed in Las Vegas. There he contacted another former resident in the person of Archie Barrow. Archie was in the money.
"Pshaw!" grumbled the impatient Tom, "going to Uncle Ike's isn't like going to a fancy hotel. And we'll stop over to-night with Fred Larkin's folks the girls there would lend you and Ruth all you need." "Hold on!" exclaimed his sister. "Just what have you in your bag? I know it's heavy. You have all you want " "Sure.
"Just for a joke," said the red-headed boy, laughing, and jollying the boy dressed in the flour sack, as he came in at Uncle Ike's invitation. "Well, that is a good enough joke for two," said Uncle Ike.
I want to send some home to Chicago, just to convince the boys I've been dining with royalty." "Dining with Mike III.," Frank laughed. "It is dollars to dills that the boy trying to get on Uncle Ike's back is fresh from the Washington slums!" "Look you here, little man," Jack began, but just at that moment Ned, Bradley, and the boy appeared on the slope, headed for the camp.
A great load seemed to lift itself from Jim's heart as he burst out of the house. He opened Ike's door without knocking. The man sat by the empty fireplace with his head bowed over the ashes. "Ike," he said, and then stopped. Ike raised his head and glanced at him with a look of dull despair. "She's gone," he replied; "'Tildy's gone." There was no touch of anger in his tone.
Little knots of people stood at gates, on corners, all talking earnestly; others were walking rapidly to and fro in the street. Excitement filled the air. Never was heir to royal house more welcomed than was the first-born son of this simple-minded, great-hearted woman, by the lowly people among whom she dwelt. Old Ike's joy was more than he could manage.
Slip the beastis in on the sly. Pearce Tallam don't feed an' tend ter his critters nohow. I hev hearn ez his boys do that job, so he ain't like ter find it out. On the sly that's the trade." Ike hesitated. Once more the man teetered on one foot, and held out the coin temptingly. But Ike's better instincts came to his aid. "That barn b'longs ter Pearce Tallam.
Before Ike could answer, Burton's head bobbed to the surface, and a gurgling cry for help floated over the water. "Wait a minute!" called Clancy, catching the side of the smaller boat before the man at the oars could get away from Ike's craft, "I guess I'll go with you." Without much difficulty, Clancy transferred himself from one boat to the other. "You needn't wait for us, Ike!" he called.
He had seen Ike's face when the messenger had come for him at the brickyard, and the memory of it was like a knife at his heart. "Jes' think, I said, only a day or so ago," Martha went on, "that 'Tildy wasn't strong; an' I was glad of it, Jim, I was glad of it! I was jealous of huh havin' a baby, too. Now she's daid, an' I feel jes' lak I'd killed huh.
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