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It was more delightful to him by reason of the knowledge that he would have to pay up for it afterwards with extra exertions and overtime work. "You didn't tell us when you were coming," said Alice. "Didn't know myself. Thought I'd ride over from Iredale's place on spec'." "And you're come from there now?" asked Mrs. Malling. Prudence looked up eagerly.
Generally it's the other way about. Now they're pressing me to redeem the I.O.U.s. When they owe me I notice they're not so eager about it." "That's bad; I'm sorry to hear it." Iredale's eyes were smiling, whilst in their depths there was the faintest suspicion of irony. He was in no way imposed upon by the breadth of the fabrication. It was the old story.
I shall cultivate Iredale; he's the only man I care about round here." Prudence had nearly completed her operations and was salting the cream in the pail. "Say, sis, did it ever strike you that Iredale's dead sweet on you?" Hervey went on coarsely. The girl suddenly turned and looked her brother squarely in the face. Her brow was again flushed, but now with anger.
There's room for more than one in it." "Go on." Iredale's tone was icy. "Of course I am not the man to blow a gaff like this. There's too much money in it, especially when worked on extensive lines, and when one is possessed of such an ideal spot as this from which to operate That was a positive stroke of genius of yours in selecting the graveyard as a hiding-place.
But now he stood face to face with a contingency he had never taken into his considerations. He had fallen a victim to man's passion for a woman; and he had been forced to a choice between the two things. Either he must renounce all thoughts of Prudence Malling, or he must marry her, and break from all his old associations. To a man of Iredale's disposition the two things were quite incompatible.
I suggest the only means I can think of as being almost without risk, and that is the lake." Hervey paused to watch the effect of his story. Prudence gave no sign. She no longer looked at her companion, but away across the harvested fields in the direction of Iredale's ranch. As he waited for her comment her lips moved. "Go on," was all she said; and the man proceeded.
Malling, making a guess. "That's George Iredale's horse," said Sarah, who had detected the sound of a pacer's gait. Prudence looked up in a startled, frightened way. Sarah was looking directly at her. She made no further comment aloud, but contented herself with a quiet mental note. "Something wrong," she thought; "and it's to do with him. Poor child, poor child.
The look that accompanied the man's words was fiendish. The great eyes shone with a savage light They expressed a hatred which no words could describe. Iredale's hands clenched and unclenched. His fingers seemed as though they were clutching at something which they longed to tear to atoms, and his thoughts centred upon the man before him. Twice that day he had heard this challenge.
Robb turned away in his cheerful, debonair manner and rode off. Troubles sat lightly on his stout heart. His effervescent nature never left him long depressed when Fortune played her freakish tricks upon him. He had lost his commission upon the sale of Iredale's land, but he had secured the better deal of the cattle. Therefore he was satisfied.
"Notwithstanding the fact that the rival in question never loses an opportunity of seeking out the particular girl, and continuing his attentions after she is engaged to the other? That may be the way among men. But not honest men." The expression of Iredale's face remained quite calm. Only his eyes keen, direct-gazing eyes lit up with an angry sparkle.
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