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Vainly the crew of highwaymen in the mine awaited the arrival of the seeming rescuer who was to take their captive off their hands and relieve them of the necessity of murder. It had been understood that Jase was to employ only a few attackers in the accomplishment of this knightly deed.
It was into a room below that Lute Johnson stumbled long after midnight on most unsteady legs. Lute was not satisfied with his evening. He had been actuated in his attempted hazing of Alexander by Jase Mallows, who thought her pride should be humbled, yet sought to accomplish that end vicariously in order that the doors of future conquest might not be closed against himself.
"You fellers hes done been staunch friends ter me and I've got ter crave yore forgiveness ef I hain't trusted ye full free from then start." She paused and added solicitously, "But ye sees, ye forewarned me erginst them real robbers an' Jase Mallows forewarned me erginst you. I 'lowed he war lyin' but I couldn't take no chances.
Jase had been Minervy's father, and therefore knew of her existence, so that mentioning Minervy to him could not in any sense be betraying a secret. She wondered if Jase felt badly about it, as Marthy seemed to do. On the heels of that came the determination to test his emotional capacity. At the root cellar her attention was diverted.
A hateful scowl was gathering in his eyes as he hesitated and Maggard went on suavely: "Anybody else could do hit fer me but I've got ther feelin' thet I wants ye, Bas." "All right," came the low answer. "I'll aim ter convenience ye, Cal." He turned hastily and left the room, and bending over the bed Uncle Jase produced the marriage license.
With features that had not altered their expression, the girl reached out her hand and accepted the bottle. She held the thing before her, looking at it for a moment, then with a swift gesture tossed it sidewise into the river. Jase Mallows bent forward and his face flamed, but his anger seemed a tame and little thing to the wrath that leaped from calm to blazing eruption in the woman's eyes.
"Wal, Jase Day, you're so smart," drawled Cross Moore, "who d'ye reckon could ha' took the coins?" "Most anybody could. Mr. Haley sartinly did not," Uncle Jason returned, briskly. "How d'ye know so much?" demanded Massey, the druggist. "'Cause I know him," rejoined Mr. Day, quite as promptly as before. "Aw that's only talk," said Joe Pellet, pulling his beard reflectively. "Mr.
Jerry was tramping along the high-road, whistling an old ballad of lugubrious tune when a sharp turn brought him face to face with Jase Mallows. Jerry himself was for passing on with a brief salutation, but the other halted him and fell into voluble talk. Jase complained that his wound had left certain after-effects which still gave him trouble.
Day's voice. "He can't git along with 'Rill Scattergood, so he won't go to school. His fingers is gettin' all stained yaller from suthin' d'you 'xpect it's them cigarettes, Jase?" Her husband was rising slowly to his feet. "Gimme the pail," he grunted, without replying to her last question. "I'll git the water for ye this onc't. But that's Marty's job an' he's got to l'arn it, too!"
And then at a corner of a cross-lane above her uncle's house, Janice came upon the only other person in Poketown astir as early as herself Walkworthy Dexter, who led Josephus, the heavy harness clanking about the horse's ribs. "Ah-ha! I see there's a new day," chuckled Mr. Dexter, his pale blue eyes twinkling. "And how do you find your Uncle Jase? Not what you'd call a fidgety man, eh?
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