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Octavius, who had passed the shop and was standing on the sidewalk with old Quimber, saw the two leave it and walk slowly in the direction of The Bow. He listened for the sound of Aileen's merry laugh and chat, but he heard nothing. His grave face at once impressed Joel. "Something's up 'twixt those two, eh, Tave?" he whispered.
"No; I'm going to ask some of the men who don't know him well some of the foreigners; Poggi's one. He'll know some others up in The Gore. And I don't believe, Tave, there's one of our own would volunteer, do you?" "No, I don't. We can't go that far; it would be like cutting our own throats."
Champney was annoyed without in the least knowing why. He was wondering if he should address her as "Aileen" or "Miss Armagh," when Octavius spoke: "Aileen, just go on ahead up to the house and tell Mrs. Champney Mr. Googe is here." Aileen went at once, and Octavius explained. "You see, Champney Mr. Googe " "Have I changed so much, Tave, that you can't use the old name?"
"Bully for you, Uncle Jo!" Champney slapped the rounded shoulders with such appreciative heartiness that the old man's pipe threatened to be shaken from between his toothless gums. "You have heard the very thing I've been hoping for. Tave never let on that he knew anything about it." "He didn't, only what I told him." Old Quimber cackled weakly.
The nurse told me she was one of the witnesses, she and Emlie and the doctor catch her letting me see any of her papers!" He reined into the road that led to the sheds. "I hope to God she'll do him justice this time," he spoke aloud, but evidently to himself. "How do you mean, Tave?" "I mean by giving him what's his by rights; that's what I mean." He spoke emphatically.
"You're right, Tave that's the way I feel; but" he squared his shoulders "it's got to be done and the sooner it's over the better for us all but, Tave, I hope to God he'll keep out of our way!" "Amen," said Octavius Buzzby. The two stood together in the office a moment longer in gloomy silence, then they went out into the street.
And the joke of it is Roman takes it all as a part of the play, and has owned up to Tave that, by mistake, he blacked Aunt Meda's walking boots, before she went to Hallsport, with axle grease, while the girl was 'telling novels' to him!
Caukins, but I'll not trouble him; Tave is coming up to drive me home about eight; he knows checkerberry picking isn't easy work." Mrs. Caukins was looking out of the window and did not reply. "I declare," she exclaimed, "if there isn't Octavius this very minute driving up in a rush to Aurora's too and Father Honoré's with him! Why, what "
"Tave," she turned her gray eyes full upon him, the pupils were unnaturally enlarged, "I don't suppose I do know what it means to all of you but it makes me sick to talk about it please don't I can't bear it take me home as quick as you can." She grew whiter still. "Ain't you well, Aileen?" he asked in real anxiety, repenting of his hard word to her.
Octavius helped her out, and holding the reins in one hand, with the other supported her to the steps; her knees gave beneath her. "Oh, where is he to-night what shall I do! Think for me, Tave, act for me, or I shall go mad " Octavius leaned to the carriage and threw the reins around the whipstock. "Aurora," he grasped her firmly by the arm, "give me the key."
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