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"That's what I'm trying to make out," answered Carrington. "Hell!" cried Slosson, and tossed his gun to his shoulder. What seemed to be a breath of wind lifted a stray lock of Carrington's hair, but his pistol answered Slosson in the same second. He fired at the huddle of men in the bow of the boat and one of them pitched forward with his arms outspread.
There was something almost ludicrous in the way she shut her eyes to the holiday pageant all around her, and doubled and redoubled her work. It seemed that she had a new scheme for her department every other day, and every other one was a good one. Slosson had long ago abandoned the attempt to keep up with her. He did not even resent her, as he had at first.
"Well?" said Murrell, when they stood together on the landing. "Just come across to the keel boat!" and Slosson led the way down the stairs and from the house. "Damn you, Joe; you might have waited!" observed the outlaw. Slosson gave him a hardened grin. They crossed the clearing and boarded the keel boat which rested against the bank.
For some minutes more the two young Americans stood listening for sounds of possible trouble which Kelly and Slosson might have encountered. Then the lieutenant spread his bed and lay down without removing any of his clothing, placing his revolver beside him on the ground. Hal set guards on all sides, while the rest of the men turned in, which they were glad to do. Another army now invaded them!
There were other signs, however, that claimed his attention; namely, the bootprints of Slosson and his men; and he made the inevitable discovery that these tracks were all confined to the one spot. They began suddenly and as suddenly ceased, yet there was no mystery about these; he had the marks of the wheels to help him to a sure conclusion.
"Here's yo' guests, old lady!" said Mr. Slosson. Mrs. Hicks rose from the three-legged stool on which she was sitting. "Hand me the candle, Bess," she ordered. At one side of the room was a steep flight of stairs which gave access to the loft overhead. Mrs.
Ella Monahan said, "They'll make light of it all but Fenger. That's their way." Slosson drummed with his fingers all the time she was giving him the result of her work in terms of style, material, quantity, time, and price. When she had finished he said, "Well, all I can say is we seem to be going out of the mail order business and into the imported novelty line, de luxe.
And if by any chance she doesn't carry it out well, there'll be a fine society action about it, you can bet your boots, Mr. Slosson."
All was quietly done; except for an occasional order from Carrington no word was spoken, and soon the unwieldy craft glided into the sluggish current and gathered way. Mr. Slosson, who clearly regarded his relation to the adventure as being of an official character, continued to stand at Carrington's elbow. "What have we, between here and the river?" inquired the latter.
He had about decided on a ring such as Captain Murrell was wearing, when he heard the shuffling of bare feet over the ground and a voice spoke out of the darkness. "When yo' get to feelin' like sleep, young boss, Mas'r Slosson he says I show yo' to yo' chamber." It was Slosson's boy Eph. "Did you-all happen to notice what they're doing in the tavern now?" asked Hannibal.
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