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"If all one hears is true, he has lost quite a few of Harry's dollars on the market lately." Hastings looked troubled at this. "I'd sooner think it was his own money he'd thrown away." "That's quite out of the question. He hasn't any." "Well," said Hastings, with an air of reflection, "I'll get Sproatly to make inquiries.
"I'm going on to Lander's, and just called to bring back the mat you lent us," she said to Mrs. Hastings. "Sproatly was to have come for it, but he didn't?" Sproatly, who said he was sorry, fixed his eyes on her. It was clear to him that Agatha did not understand the situation, but he fancied that Sally was filled with an almost belligerent satisfaction.
I've known the team leave him sitting on the prairie, thinking of endearing names for them, and come home with the pole." "Does he generally let things fall into that state?" Sproatly, however, was evidently on his guard. "Well," he said, "it's certainly that kind of waggon." Then he flicked the team again, and the jolting rendered it difficult for Winifred to ask any more questions.
"He might have had things straight for once," said Wyllard half-aloud. Winifred permitted Sproatly to help her into his waggon a high, narrow-bodied vehicle, mounted on tall, spidery wheels, but she had to hold fast to it while they jolted across the track and through a sea of mire into the unpaved street of the little town.
Of course, I don't know how far your views on that point coincide with hers." "Do you expect me to explain them to you?" "No," answered Sproatly, "I'm only anxious to keep out of the thing. Gregory is a friend of mine, and, after all, he has his strong points. I should, however, like to mention that Winifred's expression suggests that she's thinking of something." Mrs. Hastings smiled.
A sprinkle of snow was driving down the unpaved street before the bitter wind, when Mrs. Hastings came out of a store in the settlement and handed Sproatly, who was waiting close by, several big packages. "You can put them into the waggon, and tell Jake we'll want the team as soon as supper's over," she said. "We're going to stay with Mrs. Ormond to-night, and I don't want to get there too late."
After that they separated, for Hastings strolled away to join Dampier, and Sproatly and Winifred walked out on to the prairie. When they had left the house the man turned to his companion. "Why did you insist upon me telling them what I did?" he asked. "Oh!" said Winifred, "I had several reasons.
Cold as it was, there were a good many loungers in the station, and Sproatly, who spoke to one or two of them, led his party away from the little shed they hung about, and walked briskly up and down beside the track until a speck of blinking light rose out of the white wilderness.
"No," confessed Winifred with an air of reflection, "I didn't go quite so far as that. After all, the man is my employer; I had to handle him tactfully." "He won't be your employer a week after the implement people open their new depôt," returned Sproatly resolutely. "But we're getting away from the subject.
Why he had suddenly changed his profession was a point he did not explain, and, as he had always shown himself willing to do what he could when any of his neighbors met with an accident, nobody troubled him about the matter. By and by Sproatly brought Watson to the homestead, and he was busy with Hawtrey for some time.
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