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"But could she bear to face the world? Wouldn't she always be thinking what people thought?" "I felt that I ought to suggest that to Matt; though, really, when it comes to the practical side of the matter, people wouldn't care much what her father had been that is, society people wouldn't, as society people. She would have the education and the traditions of a lady, and she would have Matt's name.
The deckload, double-lashed, held, although the deckhouse groaned and twisted until Matt Peasley regretted the impulse that had impelled him to do this foolish thing for the sake of satisfying a grudge. "She'll make it, sir," the man at the wheel called up; but Matt's face was a little white and serious as he tried to smile back.
"Poor Wade," he went on, without well knowing what he was saying, "told me that he he was very sorry he had not been able to see you to do anything " "What would have been the use? No one can do anything. We must bear our burden; but we needn't add to it by seeing people who believe that that my father did wrong." Matt's breath almost left him.
The Tillicum had returned from her second voyage to Panama and was about to commence loading her third cargo when another payment fell due. To Matt's chagrin Kelton again pleaded for delay; and again Matt settled with Cappy Ricks prior to collecting from Morrow & Company.
He robustly tolerated Matt's queer notions, not only because he was a father who blindly doted on his children and behaved as if everything they did was right, no matter if it put him in the wrong, but because he chose to respect the fellow's principles, if those were his principles. He had his own principles, and Matt should have his if he liked.
He started a familiar camp song, and from one song they went to another. When they were singing "Where He leads me I will follow" Chick-chick held up his hand. "Matt's asleep," he whispered. "I'll bet his head's made him 'bout half crazy. Hope he sleeps till morning." How many hours they slept they could not tell, for there were no timepieces.
Among the friends of the Hilarys there was misgiving on this point of their approval of Matt's marriage. Some of them thought that the parents' hands had been forced in the blessing they gave it. Old Bromfield Corey expressed a general feeling to Hilary with senile frankness. "Hilary, you seem to have disappointed the expectation of the admirers of your iron firmness.
Her life was too pinched and narrow to allow her even the simpler pleasure of social intercourse, and Matt's journeys into the world, and his small adventures, and his comments upon politics and social events were a solace and a source of entertainment to her. Just now he was describing to her the stories he had heard of a celebrated lecturer who had just arrived in the city.
"He is the servant of the De Willoughby claimants, and it seems there has been some question of Judge De Willoughby's loyalty. During the war, sir, he was called disloyal by his neighbours, and was a much hated man." Uncle Matt's lips were trembling. He broke forth, forgetting the careful training of his youth.
"Ed!" Hamar said to Curtis one day. "Matt's been getting into mischief. I know the symptoms well. He can't look me in the face, and every now and then, when he fancies my attention is attracted elsewhere, I catch him peeping furtively at me as if he were frightened out of his life I should ferret out some secret.
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