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Glory be and thanks unto that Providence hath been my salvation and poured upon unworthy me His blessing in that I this day have fought and killed this murderous rogue and detestable pirate, Roger Tressady. Here followed divers accounts of his labours, his discovery of these caves and many cunning devices day by day until I came on this: May 28.
On her second day at the ranch she suddenly came behind Jerry Tressady seated on the piano bench and slipped a sheet of music before him. "Won't you just run over that last chorus for me, Mr. Tress'dy?" asked Belle. "I have to sing that at a party Thursday night and I can't seem to get it." No maid between Washington Square and the Bronx Zoo would have asked this favor.
I don't suppose we shall ever get over it. Oh! don't try to bully me" for Tressady had turned away with an impatient groan. "It's no use. I know you think me a little fool! I'm not one of your great political ladies, who pretend to know everything that they may keep men dangling after them. I don't pose and play the hypocrite, as some some people do.
"But how can we find him?" she said at last, looking helplessly round the room, at the very chair, among others, where Tressady had just been sitting. Maxwell felt the humour of the situation without relishing it. "Either at his own house," he said shortly, "or the House of Commons." "He may have left town this morning.
Now here there brake forth a clamour of oaths, cries and dismayed questioning: "Lord love us, what now, Cap'n? Is us to be murdered, look'ee? Doomed men we be, lads! Shall us wait to be shot, mates? What shall us do, Cap'n, what shall us do?" "Lie low!" quoth Tressady, rising, "Bide still all and let no man stir till I give word.
Tressady thought of the tale Fontenoy had just told him, and wondered. Consolation seemed to come easy to maidens of quality. Meanwhile various trade-unionists sturdy, capable men, in black coats were moving and seconding resolutions; flinging resentful comments, too, at Naseby whenever occasion offered. Tressady heard very little of what they had to say.
During all the time he had been preparing himself for the worst this strange thing had been going on. How had it been possible for her to be, comparatively, so forbearing? He could see nothing in his past knowledge of her to explain it. He recalled the effort and gloom with which she had made her first preparations for Lady Tressady. Yet she had made them.
Incredible! when one remembered her in private life, in conversation. Yet these stumbling sentences, this evident distress! Tressady found himself fidgeting in sympathetic misery. He and Watton looked at each other. A little more, and she would have lost her audience. She had lost it.
For this meeting, which had been only mildly disorderly and inattentive while Marcella was speaking, had suddenly flamed, after she sat down, into a fierce confusion and tumult why, Tressady hardly now understood. A man had sprung up to speak as she sat down who was apparently in bad repute with most of the unions of the district. At any rate, there had been immediate uproar and protest.
At this was sudden silence and thereafter a fierce mutter of whispering lost all at once in the clatter of arms and breathless scuffling as they scrambled to their feet; for there, within a yard of them, stood Tressady, hand grasping the dagger in his belt, his glittering hook tapping softly at his great chin as he stared from one to other of them.
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