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You lied to me, or you're lying now. I don't believe you lost a dollar." Marshey reiterated weakly: "I lost a dollar." "Well," said Hazen, "there's no dollar of yours here." "It was to git medicine," Marshey said. "It wa'n't mine." Hazen Kinch exclaimed: "By God, I believe you're accusing me!" Marshey lifted both hands placatingly. "No, Mr. Kinch. No, sir."
I stopped him in the road and I asked for the medicine. When he understood he told me. He had not brought it." The woman was speaking dully, without emotion. "It would have been in time, even then," she said. "But after a while, after that, baby died." I understood in that moment the working of the mills. And when I looked at Hazen Kinch I saw that he, too, was beginning to understand.
He had held several hurried consultations with Kinch through the grating of the cellar window, and was greatly cheered and stimulated in the plans he intended to pursue by the advice and sympathy of his devoted friend.
The house was quite thrown into confusion by their arrival under such circumstances; Mrs. Ellis, for a wonder, did not faint, but proceeded at once to do what was necessary. Mr. Ellis was sent for, and he immediately despatched Kinch for Dr. Burdett, their family physician, who came without a moment's delay. He examined Charlie's arm, and at first thought it would be necessary to amputate it.
I wondered as I ploughed my way down to Hazen Kinch's farm whether God did indeed dwell among these hills; and I wondered what He thought of Hazen Kinch. This was no new matter of thought with me. I had given some thought to Hazen in the past. I was interested in the man and in that which should come to him.
"Please give me some water," cried Kinch, looking from one to the other of the laughing group: "help a feller to get it off, can't you it's all in my eyes, and the yeast is blinding me." The only answer to this appeal was an additional shout of laughter, without the slightest effort for his relief.
There were other things, however, to which one could turn when the appetite grew more dainty; there were jellies, blancmange, chocolate cream, biscuit glace, peach ice, vanilla ice, orange-water ice, brandy peaches, preserved strawberries and pines; not to say a word of towers of candy, bonbons, kisses, champagne, Rhine wine, sparkling Catawba, liquors, and a man in the corner making sherry cobblers of wondrous flavour, under the especial supervision of Kinch; on the whole, it was an American supper, got up regardless of expense and whoever has been to such an entertainment knows very well what an American supper is.
He ran upstairs, and found Kinch and Caddy busy putting on more water, they having exhausted one kettle-full into which they had put two or three pounds of cayenne pepper on the heads of the crowd below. "We gave 'em a settler, didn't we, Mr. Walters?" asked Caddy, as he entered the room. "It takes us; we fight with hot water. This," said she, holding up a dipper, "is my gun.
On the whole, he was so overjoyed as to be led to commit all manner of eccentricities, and conducted himself generally in such a ridiculous manner, that Charlie laughed himself into a state of prostration, and Kinch was, in consequence, banished from the sick-room, to be re-admitted only on giving his promise to abstain from being as funny as he could any more.
God, isn't he dreadful? he said frankly. A ponderous Saxon. He thinks you're not a gentleman. God, these bloody English! Bursting with money and indigestion. Because he comes from Oxford. You know, Dedalus, you have the real Oxford manner. He can't make you out. O, my name for you is the best: Kinch, the knife-blade. He shaved warily over his chin.
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