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The lady's first move had been a startled shy drawing herself up and into herself, at being addressed by a stranger. Then she looked up with an amazed 'Felix Underwood! Little Felix! and as he smiled and bowed, she rumbled and put out a hesitating hand. 'Yes. Tripp did tell us something something of your being at Ewmouth, but we were not sure.
Tripp, watching through the open door, smiled. Donley was on his back, Lee's knees on his chest. "I'll tell you one thing, stranger," Bud Lee was saying to him softly, as his hand tore open Donley's shirt, "you open your dirty mouth to cuss just once more in Miss Sanford's presence and I'll ruin the looks of your face for you. Now lie still, will you?"
Over the rail of one, smoking a pipe in summer evening enjoyment, was seen Abednego Tripp, with long nose, brown parchment cheeks, and lank hair not yet grey one of the genuine almost extinct species of parish clerk.
He was at that stage of misery where he drew your pity so fully that you longed to kick him. "Have you got a dollar?" asked Tripp, with his most fawning look and his dog-like eyes that blinked in the narrow space between his high-growing matted beard and his low-growing matted hair. "I have," said I; and again I said, "I have," more loudly and inhospitably, "and four besides.
"You have taken the trouble to be something more than just a horse foreman," she told him quietly. "I don't know what your advantages have been; if you haven't gone through high school, then at least you have been ambitious enough to get books, to read, to educate yourself. You have developed further than Carson; you have broadened more than Tripp." "Thanks," he offered dryly.
And I had hard work corkscrewing them out of old Atkinson, I can tell you. And I drew them," I continued, "to meet a want a hiatus a demand a need an exigency a requirement of exactly five dollars." I was driven to emphasis by the premonition that I was to lose one of the dollars on the spot. "I don't want to borrow any," said Tripp, and I breathed again.
Without making his fears known to his friends, he went to the office and telephoned to Doc Tripp. All that Tripp could tell him was that he didn't know where Judith was and didn't care; she could take care of herself.
From Tripp he learned that one of the men, a fellow the boys called Yellow-jacket, had unexpectedly asked for his time Saturday afternoon and had left the ranch, saying that he was sick. "He's the chap who brought the fake note from you," said Lee. "It's open and shut, Doc. Another one of Trevors's men that we ought to have fired long ago.
I only wished I were a man and could have done it myself." She left the room, and, a few moments later, the house. Mr. Tidditt chuckled aloud. Even Bailey dared to look pleased. "There!" sneered the widow Tripp. "Ain't that Perhaps you remember that Cap'n Whittaker got her the teacher's place?" "Yes," put in Miss Phinney, "and nobody knows WHY he got it for her.
For five minutes she munched at a sandwich and pored over the papers before her, dealing with this or that of the many interests of the big ranch. When at last her telephone-bell rang she found that it was Tripp. "Hello, Doc," she said cordially. "I haven't seen you for so long I almost have forgotten how you comb your hair!"
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