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After giving you all the best for a tithe of its future value, where do we come in?" "On the rest," declared Shackleby, coolly. "We would pay down the money now, and advance you enough on interest to place you beyond all risks in completing operations. Though you might get more for the land, without this assistance, you might get nothing, and it will be a pretty heavy check.
Shackleby smiled pleasantly. "Because I'm not secretary hoping to get my salary doubled and a land bonus. There are other reasons, but I don't want to hurt your feelings any more than I wish to lacerate those of my worthy colleagues. They'll ask no questions and only pass a resolution thanking you for your zealous services.
What do you think?" Geoffrey grasped a pen, and the paper went back with the brief answer, "That it would be a willful sacrifice of Miss Savine's future." "Suppose we refuse?" he asked, and Shackleby stroked his mustache meditatively before he made answer: "Don't you think that would be foolish?
I believe I have a right to inspect all correspondence," observed Shackleby, coolly leaning over and picking up the message. Then he looked straight at Leslie, and there was a moment's silence before he asked, "How much does Mrs. Leslie know about your business?" "I don't know," answered the anxious man in desperation. "I had to tell her a little so that she could help me."
Shackleby laughed contemptuously. "You'll just come along instead of blustering there's not an ounce of real grit in you. This is no time for sentiment, and you have admitted that Mrs. Leslie was on good terms with Thurston. If she has warned him, one of us at least will have to make a record break out of this country. If he doesn't it won't be the divorce court he'll figure in."
Leslie went without further protest, and Shackleby looked at him significantly when the booking-clerk said, "If I remember right, Mrs. Leslie bought a ticket for Thompson's. It's a flag station at the head of the new road that's to be driven into the Orchard Valley." "I guess that's enough," remarked Shackleby. "You and I are going there by the first train too.
I know they were from your State, because I remember afterward my old friend Governor Shackleby said to me fine man, is the Governor one of the finest men our country has produced said he, 'Colonel, how did you like those New York gentlemen? not many such men in the world, Colonel Sellers, said the Governor yes, it was New York he said I remember it distinctly.
Once she trembled when she saw Shackleby hurry along the platform, but she breathed again when he hailed a man leaning out from the vestibule of a car. At last, the big bell clanged, and the Atlantic express, rolling out of the station, began its race across the continent.
I swore I'd shoot the first of the other crowd who set foot on the claim instead, and half the boys who started driving pegs all round us heard me. There was a doubt as to whether the jumpers had hit the time putting their stakes in, and the boys were most for me, but as usual the thieves had a man with money behind them. His name was Shackleby." "Ah!
"I guess he knows better than fail me. By the way, you nearly made a fool of yourself over Coralie." "Somebody inside there talking secrets," observed the younger lady. "I think it is Mr. Shackleby, and I don't like that man. Charley, set down that tray and carry my chair and Mrs. Leslie's at least a dozen yards away."
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