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Baines, suthin' out of the ordinary, and always I got a feelin' like I got a right to know." "Yes," said Scattergood, "seems as though you had a right to know." "Folks is passin' it about that he's comin' home. Is there any truth into it?" "I calc'late it's jest talk," said Scattergood. "Nobody knows where he is." "He'll come sometime," she said.
Marvin Towne had formed the habit of stopping to chat with Scattergood daily, totally unconscious that to all intents and purposes he had been ordered by Scattergood to make daily reports to him. He seemed depressed as he leaned against a post of the piazza. "Lookin' peaked, Marvin. Hain't all goin' well? Gittin' uneasy?" "It's this dum hoss race," said Marvin.
"Best in the state." "Always figgered that till I heard Ren Green talkin'. Ren calculates he's got a three-year-old that'll make any other boss in these parts look like it was built of pine." Wade was eager in a moment. "Willin' to back them statements with money, is he?" "Said somethin' about havin' a hunderd dollars that wasn't workin' otherwise, seems as though," said Scattergood.
Scattergood sat on the porch of his store, in the sunniest spot, twiddling his bare toes. "The way to make money," he said to the mountain opposite, "is to let smarter folks 'n you be make it for you ... like I done." Scattergood Baines sat on the porch of his hardware store and looked down Coldriver Valley.
Also, he made a friend, for Lem could not be convinced but Scattergood had done him a notable favor. Scattergood now had money in the bank. No longer did he have to stretch his credit for stock. He was established and all in less than a year. Hardware, it seemed, had been a commodity much needed in that locality, yet no one had handled it in sufficient stock because of the twenty-four-mile haul.
"I'd love to go and get acquainted with the girls," the guest said, brightly. "Wouldn't you go with me some afternoon and introduce me to the teacher, Marty?" "Me? Ter 'Rill Scattergood? Naw!" declared the amazed Marty. "I sh'd say not!" "Why, Marty!" exclaimed his mother. "That ain't perlite." "Who said 'twas?" returned her hopeful son, shortly. "I ain't tryin' ter be perlite ter no girl.
With what she's laid by, and what I've got left, we could live mighty comfertable together. Who's your uncle, child?" pursued Mrs. Scattergood, who had not lost sight of her main inquiry. "Mr. Jason Day. He's my father's half brother." "Ya-as. I didn't know them Days very well when I lived there. How long did you say you was goin' to stay in Poketown?" "I don't know, Ma'am," said Janice, sadly.
S'posin' you and me meets in Boston to-morrow with our lawyers, and sort of figger this thing out." "There's nothing to figure out but I'll meet you to-morrow. You're sensible to settle." "Calc'late I be," said Scattergood.
Bailey clinched the thing by showing an agreement with the stage line to transport the provisions at a price per hundred pounds notably lower than Crane and Keith imagined could be obtained, and went home carrying the contract Scattergood had sent him to get. Scattergood put the paper away in his safe and sat back in his reinforced armchair, with placid satisfaction making benignant his face.
Presently a hand stole downward to the laces of his shoes a gesture purely automatic and in a moment, to the accompaniment of a sigh of relief, his broad feet were released from bondage and his liberty-loving toes were wriggling with delight. Any resident of Coldriver passing at that moment could have told you Scattergood Baines was wrestling with some grave difficulty.
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