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"They say," in her sprightliest manner, "that that girl who killed her lover was refused credit at every store in Prouty. No one would trust her for even five dollars' worth of groceries. Rather pathetic, isn't it?" Mr. Pantin looked up quickly. "Who told you that?" "Everyone seems to know it." Mr. Pantin frowned slightly.

To force from those who had gone out of their way to insult and belittle her the tacit admission of her success was a portion of the task she had set herself. Her purpose, and the means of attaining it were as clear in her mind as a piece of war strategy. Kate gauged her position with intuitive exactness, and could quite impersonally see herself as Prouty saw her.

"Do you mean to say," incredulously, "that since you know who did it, he'll ever have another opportunity?" "I can't prove it; and, besides," bitterly, "you don't know Prouty." With a swift transition of mood she crept into his arms voluntarily, crying chokingly: "Hold me close, Hughie! I feel so safe with your arms about me, as though nothing or nobody could hurt me ever!"

Webb had been called home to her dying mother's bedside, but fortunately had been able to return from her sad errand in time for the function at the Prouty House. When she laid aside her wrap it was observed that she had gone into red.

As she looked listlessly at the dark silhouette of tanks and towers, skyscrapers and gable roofs, at countless threads of smoke going straight up in the still air from the great hive of industry and life, she wondered at her apathy, at the fact that there was no anticipation in her mind. Her face darkened. Had Prouty, along with other things, robbed her of the capacity for enjoyment?

"And for my part, Miss Prouty," he added, nodding and winking at his questioner, "I'd like to see it fixed so she'd alwus stay; and if the Doctor doos think he can't do no better'n to have her bimeby, when the time comes, who's a right to say a word agin it?" "Goodness me!" exclaimed the unwary Mrs. Prouty, "do you mean to say you think he's got any idea of such a thing, Bildad?"

I was glad Uncle Joe was safe in Prouty there was no need for us both to be out here suffering." Again there was silence, and once more Bowers came to the rescue with a feeble witticism, at which he himself laughed hollowly: "I hearn that a feller eatin' supper with a steel knife got his tongue froze to it, and they had a time thawin' him over the tea kettle."

Winter meant more coal, warmer clothes, high-priced food, and a period of hibernating until it was over. So it was in a kind of panic that Prouty suddenly realized that fall had come and another winter would soon be upon them. Thus, in a mood of desperation, the officers of the Boosters Club sent out notice of an important meeting to its members.

"Our business will occupy but a short time, and I suggest that it will be for your personal interest to listen now, sir." It was an unfortunate bit of obstinacy. "I regulate my own hours for engagements, Mr. Prouty. You have come on your own business, and it must await my convenience." "It's your business I come on, General Waymouth, and I advise you to listen!

Scales stated that he wished to protest thus publicly against the practice which now obtained of pitching horseshoes in the main street of Prouty. There was nothing, he declared vehemently, which made so bad an impression upon a stranger as to see the leading citizens of a community pitching horseshoes in its principal thoroughfare. Passing on to the purpose for which he had risen, Mr.

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