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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Miss Harriet, is yore ma needin' any more eggs now? I diskivered another nest this mornin', an' 'lowed she mought be able to use 'em. She's about the only one in the place 'at ever has cash to pay fer produce." "I don't know, Mr. Wambush," Harriet replied, politely. "She is in the house; you might go in and see her." The old man shifted his basket to his other arm and hesitated.
"That couple don't seem to be dancing," Westerfelt remarked, with a glance at Wambush and Harriet, as he and his partner took a place in front of the fire. "No," she answered. "Toot sorter sprained his foot at a log-rollin' to-day." "And she won't dance without him, is that it?" "She would, but none o' the boys won't ask her when Toot's on hand." "Ah, I see engaged?" "No.
The night you and I spent over at Joe Long's I heard Wambush came very near being arrested with a barrel of whiskey he was taking to town, and that he managed to throw the officers off his track while he was talking to Hettie in our back yard. Do you know it ain't a bit unlikely that she helped him play that trick somehow?
The thought of Wambush was again upon him like some rasping soul-irritant. "No, no; I'm going back to the stable," he said, fiercely. "I will not stay here any longer not a day longer!" He saw her start, and then she put down the blanket and stood up. "I do not understand you at all, sometimes" she faltered, "not at all." "But I understand you, God knows," he returned, bitterly.
"I move we give the whelp six hours to git out'n the county," said Joe Longfield. "You all know I've been agin Toot." "That would be too merciful," said Burks. "Boys," the leader cried, "Wambush has broke a rule in tryin' this thing on us. You've heerd the motion; is thar a second?" "I second it," said Jim Hunter.
Westerfelt tried to shake him off, but he was unsuccessful. He attempted to strike him in the face, but Wambush either dodged the thrusts or caught them in his thick hair. It seemed that Westerfelt's only chance now was to throw his assailant down, but his strength had left him, Wambush's claws had sunk into his neck like prongs of steel. He could not breathe.
He fancied she raised her brows a little and glanced at him rather steadily, but she looked down when she replied. "Yes; Mrs. Bradley always gives us a good time." "But you were not dancing." "No, I don't care much for it, and Toot Mr. Wambush had sprained his foot and said he'd rather not dance." "That was very kind of you. Not many girls would be so considerate of a fellow's feelings."
As God in Heaven is my witness, if a hair of that man's head is harmed to-night, I'll kill Toot Wambush on sight. I'll kill him, if I hang for it! I swear it before God! Do you hear? I swear it no power on earth shall stop me! I'll do it!" Her body swayed. She made a step towards the door and sank down in a swoon. Mrs. Floyd sprang for a pitcher of water and sprinkled her face.
Bates, of course, was ignorant of the girl's early love for Wambush. He wondered if she would ever confess to the lawyer as she had to him. He thought it unlikely; for he had found it out and mentioned it to her first, and, besides, her experience with him had taught her discretion.
I never saw her so cheerful. She's been runnin' on in the kitchen like a fifteen-year-old child. I declare I can't keep from liking her. You must a-told her some'n about Toot Wambush." "I did," admitted Harriet. "Mother, I've been standing in her way. I believe he likes her, and will marry her now that I have given him his last answer." "Do you really, daughter?"
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