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"Why didn't you let me know that you were coming home?" His tone was one of authority. You didn't come from Kentucky alone!" "I had plenty of attendance, I assure you," said Miss Carvel. "A governor, and a senator, and two charming young gentlemen from New Orleans as far as Cairo, where I found Captain Lige's boat. And Mr. Brinsmade brought me here to the store.
These singular perfections seemed to increase in Harcourt's mind the exasperating sense of injury inflicted upon him by 'Lige's exposures.
But now that Elijah was dead, who would be a penny the worse or better but himself if he chose to consider the whole thing as a lucky speculation, and his gift of five dollars as the price he paid for it? Nobody could think that he had calculated upon 'Lige's suicide, any more than that the property would become valuable.
Mrs. Colfax chose to keep her room, for which the two were silently thankful. Jackson announced supper. The Colonel was humming a tune as he went down the stairs, but Virginia was not deceived. He would not see the yearning in her eyes as he took his chair; he would not glance at Captain Lige's empty seat. It was because he did not dare.
She had set up intense love of country in the shrine where it did not belong, and it had answered for a while. She saw Clarence in a hero's light until a fatal intimate knowledge made her shudder and draw back. And yet her resolution should not be water. She would carry it through. Captain Lige's cheery voice roused her from below and her father's laugh.
"To Jefferson City, dear, to see the Governor. I got word this afternoon." "In the rain?" He smiled, and stooped to kiss her. "Yes," he answered, "in the rain as far as the depot, I can trust you, Jinny. And Lige's boat will be back from New Orleans to-morrow or Sunday." The next morning the city awoke benumbed, her heart beating but feebly. Her commerce had nearly ceased to flow.
It would do no harm to listen to what he had to say. The work could wait; it would "keep" for five minutes. They began to gather around him, excited, flushed, perspiring, and smelling of smoke. Hartley Bowlder, won by Lige's desperation and intrepidity, was helping the latter tie up his head; no one else was hurt. "What is it?" they clamored impatiently. "Speak quick!"
There was a peremptoriness in his tone that struck Harkutt disagreeably, but observing that he was carrying something in his hand, he somewhat nervously re-lit the candle and faced him. Peters had a hat in his hand. It was 'Lige's! "'Bout an hour after we fellers left here," said Peters, "I heard the rattlin' of hoofs on the road, and then it seemed to stop just by my house.
Half the women in the town were outcasts from society two dance-houses were in full blast and 'Lige soon became known to them and their friends as the "Prophet Elijah, second edition." The mining town over the hills, at the end of 'Lige's branch, was booming, too, and wanted to be the county seat.
The package was placed on the ground at Lige's side a moment later. "What is it?" asked Chunky, stretching his neck so he could look over the table. "Your curiosity will be the death of you some day if you don't correct the habit," warned Ned. "If you'll use your eyes you will observe that the package contains hard tack, and "
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