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Do you think my life is not as sweet to me as yours is to you?" Wylie eyed him keenly to see the effect of these words, and, by a puzzled expression that came over his face, saw at once he had assumed a more exact knowledge than he really possessed. Hazel replied that he had said nothing about foundering the ship; but there were many ways of destroying one.
Gourlay failed to get his securities. The baker, though a poor man, would have stood for him, if Tam Wylie would have joined; but Tam would not budge. He was as clean as gray granite, and as hard. So Gourlay trudged home through the darkness, beaten at last, mad with shame and anger and foreboding.
He stood for a single moment on the quay, and stamped his foot on the broad stones; then, heaving a deep sigh of satisfaction, he murmured, "Thank God!" He turned toward Wylie. "Can you tell me, my man, at what hour the first train starts for London?" "There is a slow train at 7:30 and an express at 9." "The express will serve me, and give me time for breakfast at the Adelphi.
Their features began to change, so much so that several countenances were hardly recognizable, and each, looking in the other's troubled face, saw his own fate pictured there. Six feet water in the hold! The captain, who had been sober beyond his time, now got dead drunk. The mate took the command. On hearing this, Welch and Cooper left the pumps. Wylie ordered them back.
He still remained very cold, very forceful, although his stiff formality had vanished. "Do you understand all about this bridge?" he inquired. Wylie senior took the cue of brusqueness and nodded shortly. "Can you build it in the time specified?" "With ease." "Have you submitted your bid?" "Not yet. "What is the amount of your proposal?" The president of the Atlantic Bridge Company gasped.
During the morning a very large eagle came and settled near us, and I sent Wylie with the rifle to try to shoot it; he crept within a very few yards of it, and being a good shot, I felt sure of a hearty meal, but unfortunately the rifle missed fire, having got damp during the heavy fall of dew a few evenings before.
I tied up my horse, therefore, to a bush, and waited for Wylie, who was not long in coming after me, having driven the poor horses at a pace they had not been accustomed to for many a long day.
When Gavin was properly seated, both the choirs, and indeed everybody, were to join in singing his regimental song, "All the Blue Bonnets are over the Border." And when that was finished Mr. Sinclair was to read the address, and Mr. Wylie and the Baptist minister were to say a few words, and if Auntie Elspie could make him, Gavin was then to step out upon the platform and give his reply.
"My boarders'll be coming to dinner in a few minutes." Warham took his straw hat from the floor beside the chair behind him. "I've nothing to do with this girl here. Good day, madam." And he strode out of the house, slamming the door behind him. Mrs. Wylie looked at Susan with storming face and bosom. Susan did not see. She was gazing into space, her face blanched. "Clear out!" cried Mrs. Wylie.
"Somewheers." There was a wretched silence, lasting until the old woman took courage to say timidly: "So you've brought a steer, Wylie?" "Yes!" he snapped; the tone seemed defiant. The old woman's hands trembled, so that she dropped a cup. Mary turned a shade paler. "Here, git me some tea. Git me some TEA!" shouted Mr. Wylie. "I ain't agoin' to sit here all night!"
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