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"Why do you want Miss Malroy to escape?" he said. The girl's mood changed abruptly. She scowled at him. "I reckon that's a private matter. Ain't it enough fo' you-all to know that I do? I'm showing how it can be done. Them four men on the keel boat are strangers in these parts, they're waiting fo' a pilot, but they don't know who he'll be.
"Very soon." There was a brief silence. Carrington, with face averted, looked from the window. "I am going to stay here as long as you need me," he presently said. "She Miss Malroy asked me to, and then I am going back to the river where I belong." Norton turned on him quickly. "You don't mean you've abandoned the notion of turning planter?" he demanded in surprise. "Well, yes.
He let it be known in a general way that things were looking up with him; just in what quarter he did not specify, but there he was, seated in the Belle Plain carriage and the inference was unavoidable that Miss Malroy was to recognize his activities in a substantial manner. Mahaffy, loafing away the afternoon in the county clerk's office, heard of the judge's return.
"You'll not deny, Solomon, that Miss Malroy exhibited a real affection for Hannibal?" he began. "Now don't you try to borrow money of her, Price," said Mahaffy, returning to the attack. "Solomon Solomon how can you?" "That'll be your next move. Now let her alone; let Hannibal have his luck as it comes to him." "You seem to forget, sir, that I still bear the name of gentleman!" said the judge.
I've heard you-all was a riverman; what's to hinder yo' taking the pilot's place? Looks like yo' was willing to risk yo' life fo' Miss Malroy or you wouldn't be here." "I'm ready," said Carrington, his hand on the door. "No, you ain't jest yet," interposed the girl hastily. "Listen to me first.
Bladen's agent, the unfortunate Blount. Carrington, with his back against a stanchion, watched her discontentedly. "You'll be mighty glad to have this over with, Miss Malroy " he said at length, with a comprehensive sweep toward the river. "Yes shan't you?" and she opened her eyes questioningly. "No," said Carrington with a short laugh, drawing a chair near hers and sitting down.
Miss Malroy needed a strong, clear brain to guide her past those difficulties his agile fancy assembled in her path. He beamed on his friend with a wide sunny smile. "You mean she needs a lawyer, Price?" insinuated Mahaffy. "That slap at me, Solomon, is unworthy of you. Just name some one, will you, who has shown an interest comparable to mine?
Before her was the wide sweep of the swampy fore-shore, and beyond just beginning to silver in the moonlight, the bend of the river growing out of the black void. With her eyes on the river and her hands clasped loosely she watched the distant line of the Arkansas coast grow up against the sky; she realized that the moon was rising on Betty Malroy for the last time.
Carrington and a couple of strangers outside who've been asking about Miss Malroy and the boy, seems like the strangers knowed her and him back yonder in No'th Carolina," said the sheriff as he turned away. "I'll see them." The sheriff went from the room and the judge dismissed the servants. "Well, what do you think, Price?" asked Mahaffy anxiously when they were alone. "Rubbish!
Take my word for it, Solomon, this blow is leveled at me. I have been too forward in my attempts to suppress the carnival of crime that is raging through west Tennessee. You'll observe that Miss Malroy disappeared at a moment when the public is disposed to think she has retained me as her legal adviser, probably she will be set at liberty when she agrees to drop the matter of Norton's murder.
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