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Now he began to appreciate that Nate was indeed a man grown, and had become sophisticated in the ways of his primitive world by his association with the other men at the Settlement. There was a pause. But the luxury of being allowed to talk without contradiction or rebuke presently induced Tim to proceed. "He war hyar mighty nigh all day long," he said reflectively.
Those Wilson folks have a way of entertaining friends which makes riding after hounds seem commonplace. Why, the girls had Glenn and Aaron on the go until old man Nate and myself could hardly get them out on a hunt at all. And when they did, provided the girls were along, they managed to get separated, and along about dusk they'd come slouching in by pairs, looking as innocent as turtle-doves.
"Divil a coffin at all. Sure as nate a bit of a box as iver held a Christian." "But why does he wish to speak with the lady?" "Sorra know I know," replied Pat, to whom Hatchie had communicated no more than was necessary. "Does he wish to see her in person?" "Not a bit of it. Now, do you mind, I saw you speaking to the lady, and I tould him of it. Then the naiger axed me could he trust yous.
And she was going to stay with a Mrs. Pierce down there for a while, near where Nate would be working. All this she told us; but when he did not return to dine with her on this first day, I think she found it hard to sustain her wilful cheeriness.
"And uncle Nate jest spoke right up, smart as a whip, and said, 'Old- fashioned ways was good enough for him: blows wus made before turners, and he should blow it out. And the hotel-clerk sassed him, and swore, and threatened to make him leave. "And ruther than have a fuss, uncle Nate said he turned it out. But it rankled, uncle Nate says it did, it rankled deep.
The days went on happily until Thursday afternoon, when "the Dunlee party," which always included the Hales and Sanfords, set forth up the mountain for a sight of the famous "air-castle." Of course Nate was with them, but this time not as a guide; the guide was Uncle James. The road, though rather steep, was not a hard one. Mr.
Susan Hornby, like Ruth of old, abandoned all else and abode with her husband in love, cheering him at each problematical step, and saying as they returned from the notary's office after signing away their land to a stranger: "Never mind, Nate, there are only two of us," and for the first time since their little daughter had been taken from them, he had replied: "Yes, only two, thank God!" and had kissed awkwardly the hand laid over his mouth, and Susan had seen the glitter of a tear on his faded lashes, the first in many years.
He was momently in terror of arrest, and he often pondered on Nate's uncharacteristic forbearance. Perhaps Nate was afraid that Birt's story, told from the beginning in court, might constrain belief and affect the validity of the entry. Birt vainly speculated, too, upon the strange disappearance of the grant. There it was in the pocket of the coat late that night, and the next morning early gone!
Joe will want to know why his father went away, and where. Isn't there any way in which we may get a clue to the direction he took?" "Wait a minute until I think, lad," said the old man. "It may be that we can find a clue, after all. Nate Duncan left some papers behind. I haven't looked at 'em, not wishing to make trouble, but there may be a clue there. I'll get 'em."
"An' what's Mike to do? Sure we can help some way." "That you can, Pat. I was comin' to that. Did you notice the biggest room in the little house we rinted the day?" Pat nodded. "I thought you did. You're an obsarvin' b'y, Pat, jist loike your father. Well, I belave that room will jist about hold three beds an' lave a nate little path betwane ivery two of 'em.
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