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In the parlor the younger relatives were playing games, with Annie Staggs, the old maid, as director of ceremonies. After a time they hit upon the game of forfeits. Miss Eva McElwin, the great man's daughter, fell under penalty, and the sentence was that she should go through the ceremony of marriage with the first man who came through the door. At that moment Sam Lyman entered the room.
She held out her hand. He grasped it, looked into her eyes, turned about and hastened toward the town. A few days later, at the breakfast table, Mrs. Staggs remarked that Mrs. McElwin and her daughter were gone on a visit to friends and would be absent several weeks. Lyman did not think to disguise his concern.
Eva stepped toward him and frankly held out her hand. "Mother, this is Mr. Lyman," she said. Mrs. McElwin bowed, resolved to be cool and dignified. She said that she was pleased to meet Mr. Lyman, which statement Mr. Lyman looked upon as a polite fib. She spoke of the charm of the day and expressed surprise that the young preacher had done so well.
I don't know what to do! Oh, I don't know what is to become of me!" "It's all very well to cry, for marriages are often attended by tears, but you should not call me malicious. Mr. McElwin laughed when my mother told him I was going to preach, and it almost broke her heart." "Revengeful creature," she sobbed, clinging to the post.
"The boys have a way of getting at a thing that persuasion can't reach." "Speak out," said McElwin. "Tell me what you are going to do." "Well, I am going out into the Spring Hill neighborhood and appeal to the boys the White Caps. Then, some fine night, a party, all dressed in white head-gear, will call on Mr. Lyman.
McElwin fluttered, but afraid of a scene, she smoothed herself down. "I was joking," she said. "We will go now," the daughter replied, "but I do wish you would stay. I'd like to go up there among those girls. I know they are having a good time. Help me up." She put out her hand and Lyman took hold of it, but she pulled back, laughing. "Help me up."
How the deuce did you know she would be here? All right, but she won't get away from me so easy this time. I see the old man's with her, and the idea of supposing that he could have been her husband is preposterous." "Oh," Lyman laughed, "I thought you meant my meant Eva McElwin." "No, I mean the girl that flavored the apple. Come up and I'll introduce you to her." "But have you met her?"
I guess Brother McElwin wishes now that he had let you have the hundred. It would have given him a hold on you." "It would have given him a club," said Lyman. "A man could snatch out a hundred dollar debt and run me off the bluff. 'Lover's Leap," he added to himself, smiling. Warren looked up and saw the smile, but he had not caught the words.
If he don't come pretty soon I'll send the nigger to look for him. How's that marriage of McElwin's daughter gettin' along?" "Not at all. It's just the same." "Feller still there?" "Yes; he's running the paper." "Don't 'pear to mind it, I reckon. I wonder McElwin don't hire him to pull out. Well, down in this neighborhood we've got a way of settlin' such things.
Helloa, yonder comes McElwin and Sawyer. They are crossing the street. By George, I believe they are coming here." "All right. Let's step back and stand at ease ready to receive them." "Say, I believe there's going to be trouble here," said Warren. "And if there is you wouldn't mind writing it up, would you?" "No, I wouldn't mind.
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