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If his friends if Miss Malroy, for instance cares to make me the instrument of her benefactions, I'll not be disposed to stand on my dignity; but his education shall be my care. I'll make such a lawyer of him as America has not seen before!
The judge considered the matter. At least he could let people see something of that decent respect with which Miss Malroy treated him. They were entering Raleigh now, and he ordered the coachman to pull his horses down to a walk. He had decided to make use of the Belle Plain turnout in creating an atmosphere of confidence and trust especially trust.
"Well, no, Mas'r; seems like they ain't so thick here recently." "I reckon you'd better keep away from the big house yet a while," said Carrington. "Instead of going there, stop at the Belle Plain landing. You'll find a raft tied up to the shore, it belongs to a man named Cavendish. Tell him what you know. That I've found Miss Malroy and the boy, tell him to cast off and drift down here.
"But it came to your notice that Miss Malroy has been in a disturbed mental state ever since Mr. Norton's murder? I am interested in this point, Mr. Hicks, because your experience is so entirely at variance with my own. It was my privilege to see and speak with her yesterday afternoon; I was profoundly impressed by her naturalness and composure."
"No, I'm not staying in the neighborhood. When I left you, I made up my mind I'd wait at New Madrid until I could come on down here and say I was sorry." "And it's taken you all this time?" Carrington regarded her seriously. "I reckon I must have come for more time, Betty Miss Malroy." In spite of herself, Betty glowed under the caressing humor of his tone.
By canal to Cumberland, and then by stage over the National Road to Wheeling?" Betty nodded. "It makes one wish they'd finish their railroads, doesn't it? Do you suppose they'll ever get as far west as Memphis?" she said. "They say it's going to be bad for the river trade when they're built on something besides paper," answered Carrington. "And I happen to be a flatboat-man, Miss Malroy."
"And Miss Malroy where is she now?" asked the judge, in the first pause of the boy's narrative. "She's at Mr. Bowen's house. Mr. Carrington and Mr. Cavendish are here too. Mrs. Cavendish stayed down yonder at the Bates' plantation. Grandfather, it were Captain Murrell who had me stole do you reckon he was going to take me back to Mr. Bladen?" "I will see Miss Malroy in the morning.
"Does the overseer always come up to the house the first thing in the morning?" "Why, not exactly, Sah, but he come up this mo'ning, Sah. He was talking to me at the back of the house, when the women run out with the word that Missy was done gone away." "He joined in the search?" "Yes, Sah. "When was Miss Malroy seen last?" asked the judge.
An instant later, to his astonishment, he saw a young girl who was seated with two men in an open carriage, spring to the ground, and dropping to her knees put her arms about the tattered little figure. "Why, Hannibal!" cried Betty Malroy. "Miss Betty! Miss Betty!" and Hannibal buried his head on her shoulder. "What is it, Hannibal; what is it, dear?" "Nothing, only I'm so glad to find you!"
The judge slowly withdrew his eyes from the last gray roof that showed among the trees, and faced the east and the future with a serenely confident expression. Betty Malroy and Carrington had ridden into Raleigh to take leave of their friends.
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