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Suddenly, from that far horizon upon which Sweetwater's eye rested with a look that was almost a demand, came an answer that flushed him with a hope as great as it was unexpected. Bounding to his feet, he confronted his mother with eager eyes and outstretched hand. "Give me money, all the money we have in the house. I have an idea that may be worth all I can ever make or can ever hope to have.
He thinks we manufactured those letters ourselves on purpose draw him." "Humph! I knew we had a reputation for finesse, but I didn't know that it ran that high." "He denies everything. All rot, but " A hitch of the shoulder conveyed Sweetwater's disgust. His uniform good nature was strangely disturbed. But Mr. Gryce's was not.
He has barely time to get off the ship himself. There goes the last rope! Have they forgotten him? They're drawing up the ladder." "No: the mate stops them; see, he's calling the fellow. I can hear his voice, can't you? Sweetwater's game is up. He'll have to leave in a hurry. What's the rumpus now?"
Again Sweetwater's expression took on a touch of naïveté. "I'm sorry, sir; but I was egotistical enough to follow my own idea. It would have taken too much time to hunt up all the drivers of hacks in the city, and I could not even be sure she had made use of a public conveyance. No, sir; I bethought me of another way by which I might reach this woman. You had shown me those spangles.
"I'll try," said Sweetwater, not very sanguine as to the probable result of this effort. Returning to the stables, he ordered the team. With the last ray of the sun they set out, the reins in Sweetwater's hands. They headed for the coast-road.
"Not far from here," was Sweetwater's equally laconic reply; and, the road taking a turn almost at the moment of his speaking, he leaned forward and pointed out a building standing on the right-hand side of the road, with its feet in the water. "That's it." said he. "They described it well enough for me to know it when I see it.
I don't reckon on my nights here." "Hexford, help me to a peep. I've got a difficult job before me and I need all the aid I can get." "Oh, there's no trouble about that! Walk boldly along; he won't notice " "He won't notice?" "No, he notices nothing but what comes from the sick room." "I see." Sweetwater's jaw had fallen, but it righted itself at this last word. "Listening, eh?"
Brotherson left the room, the curiosity to which he had yielded once before, led him to cast a glance of penetrating inquiry behind him full at Sweetwater, and if either felt embarrassment, it was not the hunted but the hunter. But the feeling did not last. "I've simply met the strongest man I've ever encountered," was Sweetwater's encouraging comment to himself.
Could this ungainly fellow have once loved and been disdained by this bewitching piece of unreliability? It was a very possible assumption, though Sweetwater's blush was the only answer he gave to her question, which nevertheless had amply served its turn. To fill the gap caused by his silence, Mr. Sutherland made an effort and addressed her himself.
Another hurried exchange of words and a meaning look which did not escape the sharp eye of the watchful messenger, and the man turned and gave the parcel into Sweetwater's hands. "You are to carry this," said he, "to the town hall. In the second room to the right on entering you will see a table surrounded by chairs, which at this hour ought to be empty.
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