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"Peggy orter 'a' looked after you," remarked the man, eyeing the dainty gowns of the young ladies reflectively. "Who's Peggy?" "That's McNutt, the man you hired to do things." "Ah, yes; he surely ought to have sent some sort of a team to meet us," agreed Uncle John. "What's that group of houses yonder?" "Thet's the Junction." "Any hotel?" "Sure." "And a livery stable?" "'Course there is."
Tell me your name is McNutt, isn't it? how long have you lived in this place?" "All my life, miss. Thank 'e, miss. Good day to ye, miss." He placed the book in the hammock beside her. "Don't go, please." said the girl. "I'd like you to tell me something about Captain Wegg, and of his poor wife who died, and " "Nuther time, miss, I'll be glad to. Ye'll find me in my orfice, any time.
From the printing office to the old mill was a distance of only a few hundred feet, and every able-bodied inhabitant of Millville except Peggy McNutt and Sara Cotting who had discreetly disappeared at the first sign of danger was assisting Joe Wegg to protect the electric cable he was trying to connect.
Then came the announcement that "Eph Hildreth got shot at West's hardware store," and there was a picture of West weighing out a pound of buckshot for his customer. The next item said: "Our distinguished fellow citizen, Marshall Peggy McNutt, was discovered unconscious on his front porch at 3 p.m." The drawing of McNutt was one of the best of the series.
After several days this reply came: Mister Doyle you must be crazy as a loon. Send me fifty cold dollars as an evvidence of good fayth and I wull see what can be done. Old Hucks is livin on the place yit do you want him to git out or what? Yours fer a square deal Marshall McMahon McNutt. "John," said the Major, exhibiting this letter, "you're on the wrong tack.
"Send for Bob West," suggested Cotting. "He's seen more o' that sort o' money than any of us." The widow Clarke's boy, who was present, ran breathlessly to fetch the hardware dealer, who answered the summons when he learned that Peggy McNutt had received a "check" for five hundred dollars. West was a tall, lean man with shrewd eyes covered by horn spectacles and a stubby gray mustache.
Hain't seen it, myself, but a whole carload o' furnitoor an' then some more was shipped here from New York, an' Peggy McNutt, over t' Millville, says it must 'a' cost a for-tun'." The tramp nodded, somewhat listlessly. "I feel quite respectable this morning, having passed the night as the guest of a millionaire," he observed. "Mr.
Buying things used to be my long suit. I bought a lot of wool. But I expect some of them low-browed rancheros must have gypped me good and plenty. Anyway, McNutt threw a fit when he looked over my bargains. He didn't do a thing but fire me, right off the reel. Honest, I'd never been fired so impetuous or so enthusiastic. He invites me to get off the place, which means hiking back to Buenos Ayres.
It's a great book an' they's all out'n print 'cept these three, which I hain't no doubt many folks would be glad to give their weight in gold fer, an' some over." "Stand out of the light, McNutt." The agent shifted his position. "Them books, sir " "Oh, take 'em away." "What!" "I don't read novels." McNutt scratched his head, perplexed at the rebuff.
McNutt, always busy over somebody else's affairs, was very curious to know what had caused the accident Joe had suffered. Notwithstanding the little affair of the letter, in which he had not appeared with especial credit, Peggy made an effort to interview the young man that resulted in his complete discomfiture.
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