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"Oh, my neck's broke! the curse Oh! I'm kilt fairly, so I am! The curse o' Cromwell an you, an' hould away 'The Holy Land adornin' All by the Baltic Say. The angels on a Station, Wor takin' raycrayation, All in deep meditation, All by the' contints o' the book if you don't hould away, I say agin, an' let me go on wid my rann it'll be worse force for you!
Unarmed, he sprang back toward the open door full into the arms of Quade! Aldous knew that it was Quade and not Culver Rann, and he struck out with all the force he could gather in a short-arm blow. His fist landed against Quade's thick neck. Again and again he struck, and Quade's grip loosened. In another moment he would have reached the door if Rann had not caught him from behind.
"Never," said Aldous, accepting one of the cigars. "Thanks." As he lighted it, their eyes met again. Aldous turned to the case. "Half a dozen 'Noblemen," he said to the man behind the counter; then, to Rann: "Will you have one on me?" "With pleasure," said Rann. He added, smiling straight into the other's eyes, "What are you doing up here, Aldous? After local colour?" "Perhaps.
"I shall certainly not owe my second to you," responded the governor; then he looked vacantly before him. "I have the pleasure to wish you good morning," he said. When Rann had gone, and the door had slammed after him, Galt turned, with a laugh.
And his cruelty was amply repaid. While Ellen Roach perjured herself to save the lover, to whose memory she professed a lifelong loyalty, it was Peg Cunningham who wreaked her vengeance in the betrayal of Gilderoy. He remained true to his character, when he ripped up the belly of his betrayer. This was the closing act of his life. Rann, also, was consistent, even to the gallows.
The flood poured on, gushing down the stair-way, at the foot of which Rann and his two men stood, all armed with wrenches and tools. Rann shouted. "I'll break the head of any one who comes!" The men in advance tried to break away, well content to leave their heads whole, but those in the rear pushed them on. Whack! whack! went the wrench the leader fell.
Before they had risen from the table, Rann joined them, and the conversation branched at once into impersonal topics. Diggs told a story or two, at which Rann roared appreciatively, while Vaden fingered his coffee spoon in pensive abstraction.
Rann, as before, was silent as death. Then he heard the door close. A key clicked in the lock. He was trapped. "Turn on the light, Billy," he heard Rann say in a quiet, unexcited voice. "We've got this house-breaker cornered, and he's lost his gun. Turn on the light and I'll make one shot do the business!" Aldous heard Quade moving, but he was not coming toward the table.
Galt shook his head with a laugh. "Defeat! Why, Major, we're just beginning to enjoy our triumph. Burr has his seventy votes in his hand and he keeps it closed." Rann flushed angrily, his mouth twitching. "If you will come this way, sir, I can prove to you on paper on paper, sir that Webb has his majority as plain as if the caucus was over. Seventy votes!
But both styles of wit were treated with equal contempt by Mr. Joshua Rann. Mr. Rann's leathern apron and subdued griminess can leave no one in any doubt that he is the village shoemaker; the thrusting out of his chin and stomach and the twirling of his thumbs are more subtle indications, intended to prepare unwary strangers for the discovery that they are in the presence of the parish clerk.
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