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No wonder she sits in there and gapes at him half the day." Captain Sam Hunniwell and his daughter were hugely tickled. "Jed's got a girl at last," crowed the captain. "I'd about given up hope, Jed. I was fearful that the bloom of your youth would pass away from you and you wouldn't keep company with anybody.
In the same instant he saw the livid bruise, half hidden under her hair and then he saw a big bundle behind her, partly screened by a dwarfed banksian. After that his eyes went back to the bruise. "Jed Hawkins didn't do it," said Nada, knowing what was in his mind. "It was Jed's woman. And you can't kill her!" she added a little defiantly.
As the man repeated Jed's question, he drew his hand wearily across his brow; "I I it doesn't much matter, boy. I suppose I must find some place where I can stay to- night. Do you live near here?" "Nope," Jed answered, "Hit's a right smart piece to whar I live. This here's grindin' day, an' I've been t' mill over on Fall Creek; the Matthews mill hit is. Hit'll be plumb dark 'gin I git home.
"Well, by George! You're fresh enough." "Now now, if you please, I wasn't intendin' to be fresh. I just " "Well, you are. Who is this fellow? How does he happen to be here? Does any one know?" Jed's first interrogator, the big workman, being the only one present beside the speaker and the object of the question, took it upon himself to answer. "I don't know who he is," he said.
"It is my work! That is important! After all, this is a fundamental scientific discovery! But nobody pays any attention! It is extremely important! Extremely! Science itself is held back by the lack of attention paid to my discovery!" "Which," Holden assured him, "is about to be changed. It's a matter of public relations. Jed's a specialist. He'll take over."
Bearse raspingly separated his nether garment from the top of the box and departed, expressing profane opinions. Jed's lips twitched for an instant, then he puckered them and began to whistle. But, although he had refused to discuss the matter with Gabriel Bearse, he realized that there was a strong element of probability in the latter's surmise.
Slipping an arm through hers, Grace led the woman up to the campfire. "Compose yourself. Now what is the trouble? Are the children sick?" she asked. "Yes'm. An' Jed's gone away an' Ah don't know what t' do. Ah thought as mebby ye'd come up to the house an' see." "I surely will. Miss Briggs, who was a nurse in the war, will be of more assistance to you than I could be, so I will take her with me."
"Come on home with me," she said. "You can sleep in Uncle Jed's bed 'til five o'clock." "I kin take keer of myself all right," he said. "It was the things that pestered me." "But where you goin' to git yer supper?" "I got money," he answered, making sure that his nickel was still in his pocket. "Besides, my mother might come while I was there."
"Why, what's the matter?" The lip quivered still more. "I I don't like to have you not speak to me," sobbed Babbie. "You you never did it so so long before." That appeal was sufficient. Away, for the time, went Jed's pessimism and his hopeless musings. He forgot that he was a fool, the "town crank," and of no use in the world. He forgot his own heartbreak, chagrin and disappointment.
Who put my boy up to enlistin', Jed Winslow?" Jed's foot swung slowly back and forth. "Well, Phin," he drawled, "to be real honest, I think he put himself up to it." "You're a liar. YOU did it." Jed sighed. "Did Leander tell you I did?" he asked. "No," mockingly, "Leander didn't tell me.
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