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He had come swiftly up, and arrived at the scene where stood the grizzled frontiersman. "It was purty handy, Wentz. I couldn't hev' did better myself, and I was comin' for that purpose," said the frontiersman. "Leffler was tryin' to kiss the lass. He's been drunk fer two days. That little girl's sweetheart kin handle himself some, now you take my word on it."
"It's startin' in like it," Wentz replied dryly, as he glanced through the window where the falling snowflakes all but obscured the opposite side of the street. Then, emphatically: "I tell you, Neifkins, you Old Timers take too big risks." "I suppose," the sheepman sneered, "you'd recommend my gettin' loaded up with a few hundred tons of hay I won't need."
Max Rutter, the Lawrenceville captain, with the directness that usually characterizes such officers, called this fact to Wentz's attention. Wentz, who probably felt naturally his pride of football fame, became quite angry at Rutter's remark that he was being outplayed. He took off his nose-guard, threw it on the ground and left the field. Rutter moved me over to the first team in Wentz's place.
"Isn't there some other way some concession that we can make?" Wentz did not breathe, in the tense moment that she seemed to hesitate. "Yes," she flashed, "there is one way to save your bank; turn over to me your and Neifkins' stock, which will give me the control." Wentz stood mute. She demanded imperiously: "Yes or no?" "You you would retain me as president?" he asked, heavily.
Kate raised her beautifully arched eyebrows and questioned: "Yes?" Wentz drew a deep breath of relief. "You see, I inferred that you would be leaving this with us for a considerable length of time and, anyway, I was sure that you would be considerate if it was not quite not quite convenient to pay the full amount at once." "What made you think that?" she asked softly.
All the surrounding country was a white trackless waste and Prouty with its roofs groaning under their weight looked like a diamond-dusted picture on a Christmas card. There was less resonance in Neifkins' jubilant tone when he stamped into the bank and declared that it was a record-breaker of a snow fall. Wentz asked sullenly, as he paced the floor: "How about the sheep, if this keeps up?"
To-day Toomey's feet as a means of locomotion seemed all too slow as he covered the distance intervening between his home and the bank. His black eyes were brilliant with caffeine and the excitement attendant upon a large and highly satisfactory idea which had come to him in the night. Having obtained a hearing, he rolled a cigarette with tremulous fingers while he unfolded his plan to Mr. Wentz.
The stubborn look on his face increased. "When I'm ready to ship, I'll ship. I know what I'm about ME." Wentz did not look impressed by the boast. Neifkins added in a surly tone: "I don't need no petticoat to show me how to handle sheep." Wentz answered with a shrug: "Looks to me like you might follow a worse lead.
Wentz said in a matter-of-fact voice. "I don't see why you need hide to do it. We folks out here like to see the young people sparkin'. Your young man is a fine-appearin' chap. I felt certain you was sweethearts, for all you allowed you'd known him only a few days. Lize Davis said she saw he was sweet on you. I like his face.
There isn't a flaw in this proposition, Wentz! Can you show me one?" "It's perfect from your side," Wentz agreed, "but where would we get off if every family in the northern part of the state didn't happen to need fruit trees or a sewing machine? We'd have a worn automobile on our hands and another of your familiar signatures on our already too large collection of promissory notes.
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