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Hastings had not kept waiting, had gone out to some task in the barn or stables. Sproatly took a bundle of papers out of his pocket and laid them on the table. There had been a remarkable change in his appearance, for he now wore store clothes, and the skin coat he had taken off when he came in was a new one. It occurred to Mrs.
It occurred to Winifred that it was far from excellent as it was, for spouts of mud flew up beneath the sinking hoofs and wheels, and she was already getting unpleasantly spattered. "You think you would have succeeded?" she asked. "Oh, yes," said Sproatly. "If I couldn't plant something on to them when they'd given me a lead like that, I'd be no use in this business.
"They generally have the stove lighted in the little room along the corridor. Go and see, Jim." Sproatly went out. It happened that he was wearing rubber boots, which make very little noise. He proceeded along the dark corridor, and then stopped abruptly when he had almost reached a partly-open door, for he could see into a lighted room.
You have to fall into line, and that's why I kept outside it just as long as I could. I don't like standing in a rank, and," he glanced down at his clothing, "I've an inborn objection to wearing uniform." Agatha laughed as she caught Hastings's eye. She fancied that Sproatly would be sorry for his candour afterwards, but she understood what he was feeling to some extent.
"There's a Swede down at Branker's wants a bottle that will supple up a wooden leg," he said. Sproatly grinned, and waved his hand to them before he turned to his companion. "We have to get through before dark, if possible, or I'd stop and sell them something sure," he said. "Parts of the trail further on are simply horrible."
I told him if he did he'd have to bring an ax along." Then he explained that Wyllard had sent Miss Rawlinson there, and the woman favored her with a glance of careful scrutiny. "Weel," she said, "ye look quiet, anyway." She added, as if further satisfied, "I'll make ye a cup of tea if ye can wait." Sproatly assured her that they had not time to accept her hospitality.
"No," said Sproatly, "I'm only anxious to keep out of the thing. Gregory, as it happens, 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." His companion smiled. "Then I must endeavour to have a word or two with her."
"I'll do what I can," said Sproatly indignantly. "You!" replied Watson. "It would be criminal to leave you in charge of a sick man." Sally quietly put on her blanket coat. "If you can stay a few hours, I'll be back soon after it's light," she said. She turned to Sproatly. "You can wash up those dishes on the table, and get a brush and sweep this room out.
"The professional badinage of an unlicensed dealer in patent medicines may now and then mercifully cover a good deal of embarrassment. Miss Ismay has brought something pleasantly characteristic of the Old Country along with her." His hostess disregarded the last remark. "Then if you didn't expect to sell us anything, what did you come for?" "For supper," said Sproatly cheerfully.
At present, my command of Western phraseology is my fortune." "You sell things, then?" Sproatly pointed to a couple of big boxes in the bottom of the waggon. "Anything from cough cure to hair restorer, besides a general purpose elixir that's specially prepared for me. It's adaptable to any complaint and season.
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