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Gordon. But he was a somewhat unusual man, you know. In this instance, for example, he has selected Professor McCabe, whom he designates as one of his most trusted friends, and yourself, whom he designates as his ah oldest enemy. No offense, I hope?" "Quite accurate, so far as I am concerned," says Steele. "Very well," says the lawyer.
But she had left for Nashua on the turnpike road, so as to be out of the way, as well as out of danger. Very soon the facts were revealed to him, when too late, however, to retrace his steps. There was nothing left but to attack the isolated force at once, as McCabe had stated that he could hold his position against any force that might attack him.
For a space he had forgotten what his position was at the Shoe-Bar. He must keep a better guard over himself, or he would certainly arouse suspicion. Averting his eyes, but still continuing to frown a little as if lack of tobacco was responsible for his annoyance, he searched through his pockets. "Got the makin's?" he asked McCabe. "Darned if I haven't left mine in the bunk-house."
"It's no use," says she. "I've given up. And you might as well know the whole story at once; Royce too. I didn't mean that he should ever know; but I see now that he is bound to hear it sooner or later. Professor McCabe, you tell them." It's some attentive audience I faced too; J. Bayard starin' puzzled, the lawyer with his eyes squinted hard at her, and young Royce growin' pale around the gills.
Pappa loved me, but he loved the people better. Guess Pappa was not mean, not worth a cent. He was a white man! Miss McCabe, with a glow of lovely enthusiasm, contemplated the unprecedented whiteness of the paternal character. "What the people want," Pappa used to say, "is education. They want it short, and they want it striking."
"Then go to bed, my dear fellow," the other answered. "I will take over the rest of the watch for you. You need not be afraid. I can be an admirable sick-nurse on occasion. And by the way, McCabe, something has come to my knowledge which in my opinion throws considerable light upon the symptoms that have puzzled you. Probably I shall be more sure of my facts before morning.
"You immediately resumed your interrupted trance," continued McCabe, "and by hypnotic suggestion impressed upon you earlier in the evening, you were ingeniously led up to a point at which, under what delusion I know not, you fired at Mr. Smith. The fakîr paid for the crime with his life, I may add. The khitmatgar shot him, ten minutes later." "I had no chance at Ki-Ming," snapped Smith.
"I'm surprised wid ye," remarked Tim McCabe, when the panting youth stood among them again. "I thought ye were too tired to indulge in any such foolin'. Whin ye want to slide down hill, make use of the slid instead of your stummick." "I don't think I'll want to do any more sliding down hill in this part of the world," replied the frightened, but grateful youth.
'Heaven preserve me from them, said Bude, and he gently stroked the strange muddy pearls in the sleeve-links on his loose shirt-cuff. It was a moment of emotion. Six silvery strokes were sounded from a little clock on the chimney-piece. The hour of confidences had struck. 'Bude, you are serious about Miss McCabe? asked Merton. 'I mean to put it to the touch at Goodwood. 'No use! said Merton.
But there are a gigantic number of grave and verbose writers; and it is by the efforts of the grave and verbose writers that everything that Mr. How can it have come about that a man as intelligent as Mr. McCabe can think that paradox and jesting stop the way? It is solemnity that is stopping the way in every department of modern effort.
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