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But I reckon some of 'em would take the side of a woman what's been treated so. Well, I'll go on an' wait for him. How do you find this here place?" He took out a piece of paper and, carefully adjusting his spectacles, read a number. It was the number of Wickersham's office. Keith began to argue again; but the other's face was set like a rock. He simply put up his pistol carefully.
The water had come up a half foot in the last few minutes some one Fat Joe, perhaps told him; it was sucking greedily at the piles. And in the north the ominous murmur had become a rhythmic roar. Wickersham's men were driving the river. They were singing "Harrigan, That's Me!"
Keith quickly discovered that Rumor was busy with Ferdy Wickersham's name in other places than gilded drawing-rooms. He had been dropped from the board of more than one big corporation in which he had once had a potent influence. Knowing men, like Stirling and his club friends, began to say that they did not see how he had kept up.
"What did the squire come for?" inquired Keith, moved by his old friend's expression. "He said he came to kill him. And he'd have done it. If Wickersham's got any friends they'd better keep him out of his way." His face testified his earnestness. Keith had a curious feeling. Wickersham's return meant that he was desperate.
With her head held high she started again to walk by him; but he seized her by the wrist. "This is not Central Park. You shall hear me." "Let me go, Mr. Wickersham," she said imperiously. But he held her firmly. At that moment she heard an oath behind her, and a voice exclaimed: "It is you, at last! And still troubling women!" Wickersham's countenance suddenly changed.
All this and much more was in the Clarion next day, with some very pointed satire about "rival mines." Keith, meantime, was busy poring over plats and verifying lines. The old squire came to town a morning or two later. "I see Mr. Wickersham's struck coal at last," he said to Keith, after he had got his pipe lit. His face showed that he was brimming with information. "Yes our coal."
You must forget what I said, and forgive me for my injustice." "Certainly I will," he said earnestly. The revulsion in her belief inclined her to be kinder toward him than she had been in a long time. The change in her manner toward him made Wickersham's heart begin to beat. He leant over and took her hand. "Won't you give me more than justice, Alice?" he began.
Where before Gordon studied as a task, he now worked for ambition, and that key unlocked unknown treasures. Mr. Rhodes fell in with Norman just after his interview with Mr. Wickersham. He was still feeling sore over Mr. Wickersham's treatment of his report. He had worked hard over it. He attributed it in part to Ferdy's complaint of him.
But after his first shock at the realization that his baby was a woman grown, he had promised himself that her engagement and Wickersham's should be a long one; promised that the man into whose keeping she was given should have earned the title in full. Wickersham's code, in many respects, was above reproach. Allison had taken pains to ascertain that.
This happened before the date of Attorney-General Wickersham's visit to the prison, and therefore before the change in Warden Moyer's ideas as to the expediency of severe measures in the handling of convicts. Were the thing to be done again to-day, it would probably not occur out in the open air and sunshine, with persons looking on, but under circumstances of decent seclusion.
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