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Hundreds of years hence, when federated Australia is thickly sown with great cities, and the island-continent has grown to its fulness of accomplished nationhood, and is grey in honour, Reade's nervous English, which may by that time have grown quaint, and only legible to learned eves, will preserve; the history of its beginnings.
It was a form of telegraphy that was not wasted on the departing mine manager, either, for it told him that Don Luis had some excellent reason for thus quickly falling in with the wishes of the new American chief engineer. With a grateful smile at Don Luis, then with a scowl of unutterable hatred flung in Tom Reade's direction, Pedro Gato next turned on his heel and strode up the path.
Thump! Two of the townsmen of Paloma, wholly unprepared for resistance, went down before the engineer's telling blows. "Your turn, Duff!" rumbled Reade's voice, as he sprang forward and launched a terrific blow at the gambler. Duff went down, almost doubling up as he struck. He had been hit squarely on the jaw with a force that made even Tom Reade's hardened knuckles ache.
"Drop me!" ordered Gage, with a slight quiver in his voice. "I'm going to," agreed Tom, hurling the fellow fully a dozen feet. With an oath Gage leaped to his feet. Before he was fairly Tom Reade's fist caught him in the left eye, sending him to earth once more. "Is that the way you fight, you young cub?" roared Gage hoarsely.
I remember one of Charles Reade's heroes who was wavering between the attractions of two women, and the novelist represents the simpler of the two as being careful that there should always be a blazing hearth when the lover came. This innocent device gave him a sense of comfort which almost won his heart. It seemed to me a touch of truth.
Reade's coming back presently," replied the nurse, and looked over her shoulder. "Want me to wait?" asked Stott. The nurse came down a few steps. "It's only in case any one was wanted," she began, "I've got two of 'em on my hands, you see. They're both doing well as far as that goes. Only ..." She broke off and drifted into small talk.
Rivers's men had entered so thoroughly into the spirit of the thing that, they forced the drivers to start off, and the gambler's men to follow. Goaded to the last ditch of desperation, Jim Duff now strode over to where Tom stood. No one opposed him, nor did Reade's smile fail. "Boy, you've had your laugh, just now," announced the gambler, in his most threatening, tone.
"Not while I've breath left in my body!" Tom blazed forth desperately. "Come, Harry!" Hazelton sprang to his chum's side, the two fighting desperately to drive away the men who held Frank Danes captive. "Wait a few hours at least, men!" Tom appealed earnestly. "Don't do anything now that you'll be sorry for to-morrow." Other men of calm judgment began to see the force of Reade's remarks.
Black's keen mind had solved the reason for the conductor's refusal to hold his train on a siding. The conductor had been supplied with a code list of signatures -a different one for each station along the line. "Now, you know," mocked Black, enjoying every line of anxiety written on Tom Reade's face, "that we have you knocked silly.
From those who had figured in the life of royal courts, he inherited a romantic nature, a love of art, and a very delicate perception of the niceties of cultivated usage. Such was Charles Reade keen observer, scholar, Bohemian a man who could be both rough and tender, and whose boisterous ways never concealed his warm heart. Reade's school-days were Spartan in their severity.
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