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The unbelievers laughed, but the miller's retreat from the bold stand he had taken was covered by Redfield's threat that if those fellows kept on he would give them something to laugh about.
Her eyes were dewy with grateful appreciation of his kindness as she answered: "That would be a great pleasure, Mr. Redfield, if mother feels able to spare me." "I've talked with her; she is anxious to have you go." Virginia was indeed greatly pleased and pleasantly excited by this message, for she had heard much of Mrs. Redfield's exclusiveness, and also of the splendor of her establishment.
An hour later, one of Captain Redfield's men returned; and, to his great dismay, informed him that an agreement had been made with the visiting seamen which would affect their standing with him, but would work him no harm.
They stumbled in a loose mob behind and before and beside him through the dim night, and tried to pass Redfield's guard to strike him with their hands or the sticks which they tore from the wayside bushes.
"I should like to do so," she said, touched by the tone as well as by the words of his invitation. "Redfield's house is one of the few completely civilized homes in the State," put in Cavanagh.
With hands that trembled he opened the door to the telephone-booth, closed it carefully behind him, and called for the Supervisor's office. As soon as Redfield replied, he burst forth in question: "Is it true that the chief is out?" Redfield's voice was husky as he replied, "Yes, lad, they've got him." "Good Lord! What a blow to the service!" exclaimed Cavanagh, with a groan of sorrow and rage.
The visiting boat's crew consisted of six men, who enjoyed the companionship of Captain Redfield's assistants, mingling with them in their various pursuits. All the graces of hospitality were generously displayed, and mirth and good cheer possessed the men. In the afternoon Captain Redfield was entertaining his guest in his private room.
Redfield's machine was not large, and as he was content to go at moderate speed, conversation was possible. He was of that sunny, optimistic, ever-youthful nature which finds delight in human companionship under any conditions whatsoever. He accepted this girl for what she seemed a fresh, unspoiled child.
He was forced out, and your mother has borne the brunt of it since. Those were lawless days." It was a painful subject, and Redfield's voice grew lower and more hesitant as he went on.
Redfield," said the Secretary, smoothly; "stirs our blood, so to speak, and teaches us to be watchful. We really owe those cavalrymen a vote of thanks." Then putting his hand on Redfield's arm, he drew him away, first bidding Prescott and Miss Harley a courteous good-night. A few more steps and they were at Helen's home. Mr.
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