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Updated: June 7, 2025
It was two o'clock or thereabouts, I gather, when, shaping his course toward Radville's commercial centre, Duncan hesitated on the corner of Beech Street, cocking an incredulous eye up at the weather-worn sign which has for years adorned the side of Tuthill's grocery: a hand indicating fixedly: THIS WAY TO GRAHAM'S DRUG STORE "Two druggists in Radville!" he mused.
"Hetty sez he sez he wants a quiet place to study." Hiram snorts with scorn. "Oh, fid-del! You don't catch no Noo York young feller a-settlin' down in Radville unless he's crazy or somethin' worse." "'Tain't no use tellin' Hetty Carpenter thet." "No; if anybody sez a word agin him she shets 'em right up." "'Tain't only Hetty, but all the wimmin's on his side."
"I've come to Radville to make my fortune." The confession smote me witless: I could only gape. He nodded confirmation, with a most serious mien. At length I found strength to articulate. "From New York ?" "Yes. It's a new scheme. You see, Mr.
Duncan produced the wad of bills which Kellogg had furnished him the night before his departure from New York. Thus far he had broken only one of the five-hundred-dollar gold certificates, and of that one he had the greater part left; living is anything but expensive in Radville.
He felt just the same about Main Street, corner of Centre, Radville, as I should have about Broadway and Forty-second Street, New York, if you had set me down there and told me I'd got to get accustomed to the idea that I must live there. He was saying, deep down in his heart: "O Lord!" with the rising inflection. Will grabbed my arm, without saying anything, and pulled me into the bar. "Hello!"
I'm glad too, for the sartorial honour of Radville, that Roland knew how to wear such fixin's: that is to say, with an expression of proud defiance. After he had departed, stepping high, Sam called me behind the counter to assist in reviving Duncan.
They arranged and disarranged and rearranged and discarded old furniture and bought new with almost the abandon of a newly married couple fitting out their first home.... It was surprising what they managed to accomplish with it; when they were finished, there wasn't a prettier nor a more home-like residence in all Radville and Phrony Whitmarsh was Nat's slave, even as Miss Carpenter had been.
And by next morning the job-printing press back of the Court House was groaning under an order from Graham and Duncan's, and a few days later every physician within several miles of Radville received half a dozen neat pads of blanks with his name and address printed at the top and the advice across the bottom: "Go to Graham's for the best and purest drugs and chemicals."
"Yes, and you are Miss Lockwood, if I'm not mistaken?" Renewed giggles prefaced her: "Oh, how did you know?" "Could anyone remain two weeks in Radville and not hear of Miss Lockwood?" The shot told famously. "How nice of you! Mr. Duncan, I want you to meet my friend, Miss Tuthill." "I've had the honour of admiring Miss Tuthill from a distance," Duncan assured the younger woman.
I'll see it through." "Good! It's a bargain." Kellogg lifted his glass high in air. "To the fortune hunter!" he cried, half laughing. Duncan nervously fingered the stem of his glass. "God help the future Mrs. Duncan!" he said, and drank. The twenty-first of June was a day of memorable triumph to me, a day of memorable events for Radville.
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