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Updated: June 4, 2025
"Are there any left?" asked Cap'n Sproul, still in subdued tones. "About as many more, I should jedge," replied Mr. Nute.
"I never heard deep-water cussin' before, with all the trimmin's. Old Trufant ain't got northin' but side-hill conversation, and I reckon he's about run down." Constable Nute should have awaited more fitting opportunity, but Constable Nute was a rather direct and one-ideaed person. As manager of the town hall he had business to transact with the first selectman, and he proceeded to transact it.
"I went straight on with the answer. "'Tavor says it's about a five or six days' journey from a sea coast town. "'Hard traveling? "'No, Tavor says you can get within two miles of the place without any difficulty whatever he says anybody can do it. The only difficulties are on the last two miles. But up to the last two miles, it's a holiday journey for a middle-aged woman. "Old Nute grunted.
"'Tavor says this area of the earth's surface is a great plain practically level, sloping gradually on one side and rising gradually on the other. "'Sand? said Nute. "'No, I replied, 'Tavor says that contrary to the common notion, this plain is not covered with sand, it's a kind of chalk deposit. "'Hard to get to? "Old Nute shot the query in with a little quick duck of his head.
"Well, I simply want to say," remarked the Cap'n, standing up and clinching his fists, "that if you ever mention responsibility to me again, Nute, I'll take you by the heels and smash in the rest of that glass with you and I'll do the same with any one else who don't know enough to keep his yawp shut. Get out of here, the whole of you, or I'll begin on what glass is left in this town house."
"Nice sort of an outlaw he'll make that woodchuck!" observed Constable Nute with a cackle of mirth. The first selectman and his supporters surveyed the approach of the furious Mr. Luce with great complacency. If Mr. Luce had emerged with a shot-gun in his fist and a knife in his teeth he might have presented some semblance of an outlaw.
"Old Nute looked at me with his little hard eyes slipping about. "'And he didn't find it? he said. "I didn't answer that. I went ahead and told him how I found Tavor and the shape he was in, and then I added, 'I'm not an explorer, and Charlie can't go back. "Old Nute's thick neck shot out at that. "'Then he did find it? he said.
"Look here, Nute," said the Cap'n, rising and aiming his forefinger at the constable's nose as he would have levelled a bulldog revolver, "if you and them wimmen think you're goin' to use me as a pie-fork to lift hot dishes out of an oven that they've heated, you'd better leave go that's all I've got to say."
"In transactin' business it ain't no time for jokin'," protested the direct Mr. Nute. "There's no joke to it," returned the Cap'n, viciously, seizing a pickaxe. "It ain't much of a way for a first selectman of a town to act in public," persisted Constable Nute, "when town business is put before him."
"Well, if it's botherin' your eyesight, you'd better look t'other way," growled the Cap'n. "Be I goin' to raid or ain't I goin' to raid?" demanded Constable Nute. "It's for you to say!"
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