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"Davidson, Slayton, Arthur they're all there, and they can't get away! I didn't know what else to do. I had to do something!" Fay cast an understanding glance at the young man's rifle, and sprang to the entrance of the shaft.
Davidson, with a polished sarcasm that amounted to genius, advised me in his picturesque vernacular 't' set thet jaw of mine goin', and then go away an' leave it!" Pause. "I beg you, Mr. Slayton, do not think of such a thing. I would not have him repressed for anything in the world. As you value our future acquaintanceship, do not end our interview. Thank you!
But if Slayton gets them lapsed claims by hisself, Slayton bein' a stranger, they thinks how fortinit that Slayton is t' git onto it, and they puts pore Ole Mizzou down as becomin' fergitful in his old age." The stranger laughed. "It's easy," he remarked. "We get them for nothing, and you can bet your sweet life I'll push 'em through for all there is in it. Why, boys, you're rich!
Another of the editor's peculiar customs was to conceal invariably the name of the writer from his readers of MSS. so that a glittering name might not influence the sincerity of their reports. Slayton made "Love Is All" the effort of his life. He gave it six months of the best work of his heart and brain. Slayton's literary ambition was intense.
"But how about the Company?" asked Slayton. "How did you fool them?" "Oh, I sends 'em bills fer work reg'lar enough! And I didn't throw away th' money neither!" "Yes, that'd be easy enough. But how about the people around here? Why haven't they jumped the claims long ago?" "Wall, I argues about this a-way.
Her vengeance wreaked, the virago rose and stalked triumphant as Minerva, back to some cryptic domestic retreat at the rear. The janitor got to his feet, blown and humiliated. "This is married life," he said to Slayton, with a certain bruised humour. "That's the girl I used to lay awake of nights thinking about. Sorry about your hat, mister. Say, don't snitch to the tenants about this, will yer?
Yet she did slow up a little, refusing an offer from the Slayton Lecture Bureau for a series of lectures at $100 a night, and she engaged a capable secretary, Emma B. Sweet, to help her with her tremendous correspondence. "Dear Rachel" had given her a typewriter, and now instead of dashing off letters at her desk late at night, she learned to dictate them to Mrs. Sweet at regular hours.
No other speaker, man or woman, ever had handled this question with such boldness and severity and the lecture produced a great sensation. Even the radical Mrs. Stanton wrote her she would never again be asked to speak in Chicago, and Mr. Slayton said that she had ruined her future chances there; nevertheless she was invited by the same committee the following winter.
On Friday morning Mrs. Slayton said she would go over to the Hearthstone office, hand in one or two manuscripts that the editor had given to her to read, and resign her position as stenographer. "Was there anything er that er you particularly fancied in the stories you are going to turn in?" asked Slayton with a thumping heart. "There was one a novelette, that I liked so much," said his wife.
"How about this new man the Company has out here de Laney? Is he in this deal too?" "Oh, him!" said Davidson with vast contempt. "He don' know enough t' dodge a brick! I tells him th' assessment work is all done. He believes it, an' never looks t' see. I gets him fooled so easy it's shore funny." "Hold on!" put in Slayton sharply. "I'm not so sure you aren't liable there somewhere.
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