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Updated: June 22, 2025
Even so doth the tollman at the well-frequented turn-pike on the Wellbraehead, sitting at his ease in his own dwelling, gather more receipt of custom, than if, moving forth upon the road, he were to require a contribution from each person whom he chanced to meet in his journey, when, according to the vulgar adage, he might possibly be greeted with more kicks than halfpence.
But, with a singularly bright and puckered look, the look of a surf-bather, who measures with swift eye the height of the rolling breaker and plunges therein, the elderly lady addressed her with extraordinary volubility. "Baroness, you don't remember us but we've met before, we have a mutual friend: Mrs. General Tollman of St. Paul's, Minnesota. Allow me to introduce myself again: Mrs. Slifer Mrs.
Conscience Tollman was in a dangerous mood, and some of her belligerency of spirit Stuart Farquaharson saw as he came quietly to her side and spoke her name, gently, as one might speak to a sleep walker. "Why did you come?" She looked at him a little wildly and her voice shook. "I wanted to be alone." "I was troubled about you," he said very gently. "You had been away so long."
If Stuart had deliberately done that she must make herself forget him because to hold him in her heart would be to disgrace herself. The man, in the hour of ugly passion, had been the real one after all; the other only a pleasing masquerade! "Did you mail my letter?" she finally demanded of Tollman, and he smilingly responded. "I don't think I ever forgot to post a letter in my life."
But as the sailboat drew near its landing stage again and the sunset was fading into twilight, the fires died slowly, too, in the eyes of Conscience Tollman and she felt that a vacation had ended. There seemed to be in the sunlight of the following morning a tempered and Sabbath stillness.
Stuart was so entirely beguiled that his reply came with instant repudiation of such a construction. "When to-morrow's train arrives," he declared, "I will be a passenger, unless an indignant audience lynches me to-night." They had meant to meet surreptitiously, mused Eben Tollman, and being thwarted, they had juggled their conversation into an exaggeration of innocence.
Tollman told these persons that he would take the later train to his destination, but what he actually did was to board the afternoon local going in the direction of his home. As chance ordained, he paid his fare to a new conductor, who did not know him, and sat in the day coach unaccosted and unrecognized.
'I should as soon have thought of his head leaving him. 'Aye! said Tom, 'so should I, yesterday. Good night! If a heavy drove of oxen hadn't come by immediately, the tollman would have gone down to the village straight, to inquire into it. As things turned out, he smoked another pipe, and took his wife into his confidence.
Pickwick 'I'll just read you a few of the leaders I wrote at that time upon the Buff job of appointing a new tollman to the turnpike here; I rather think they'll amuse you. 'I should like to hear them very much indeed, said Mr. Pickwick. Up came the file, and down sat the editor, with Mr. Pickwick at his side. We have in vain pored over the leaves of Mr.
He smiled and shook the reins over the back of the old horse and when he drove away he left Conscience standing with her lips parted and her gaze set. Send Stuart away for a time! She had told that she could not stand it without him, and now Tollman had expressed the unbiased view of one whose personal desires were not blinding his judgment.
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