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"I'll tell ye this much for all time, Lem Crabbe: that ye lied when ye said that no woman could love no man ye lied, I say!" So fierce had he become that the man with the hook drew back into the corner and sat staring sullenly. Eli puffed more vigorously on his pipe. Lon went on: "I had a woman oncet," said he, "and she were every bit mine. And she were little like this."
"Dear me, I'm afraid it's noon," for now she noticed that breakfast had been served. "No, we have time still to make the train I told Cap'n Lem to meet, and eat a little something into the bargain." The speaker moved to the table and rang a bell. "Oh, you've waited too long for your breakfast," said Sylvia. "No, indeed! Been watching the orioles that are bringing up a family out in that tree.
They searched the pebbly bottom of the lake, thinking he might have drowned himself in his superstitious fear, but he was not there: and after days had been wasted in the fruitless search, Captain Lem had his belongings packed together and sent to his relative, Der Doo, in San Diego.
"Whit," he said, "you're the one responsible for the committee's hirin' Phoebe Dawes. You offered Lem the paintin' job if he'd vote for her. What did you do it for? You don't know her, do you?" "Never set eyes on her in my life." "Then then You heard Heman say he wanted the other one. What made you do it?" Captain Cy grinned. "Ase," he said, "I've always been a great hand for tryin' experiments.
Janice caught a momentary glimpse of the pallid face of Joe Bodley shrinking below the edge of the counter. There was no leer upon his fat face now; it expressed nothing but terror. Lem Parraday entered hastily. He caught his wife by her thin shoulders just as she pitched forward. "Now, now, Marm! This ain't no way to act," he said, soothingly. The thunder muttered in the distance.
Lem Hallowell brushed aside the subject with his usual bluff humor, and pinched her cheek and told her not to trouble her head; Amanda Hatch dwelt upon the inherent weakness in the human race, and the Rev. Mr. Satterlee faced the question once, during a history lesson. The nation's heroes came into inevitable comparison with Jethro Bass.
"What in good gracious is the matter now?" gasped Lem Parraday, hastening out of the barroom. Again a blinding flash of light lit up the room for an instant. It played upon the fat features of Joe Bodley pallidly upon the faces of his customers. Some of them had shrunk away from the bar; some were ashamed to be seen there by Janice and the schoolmaster.
Jethro himself had said so, that he would be happy to abdicate in Chester's favor, and make it unanimous Chester having been a candidate so many times, and disappointed. "Whar's Chester?" said Lem Hallowell. Joe pulled a long face. "Just come from his house, and he hain't done a lick of work sence noon time. Jest sets in a corner won't talk, won't eat jest sets thar."
And, Lem," Lon smiled evilly, and, looking into the swart face of his pal, said, "and I guess ye can make the gal come to yer likin'." Lem's throat worked visibly, his face reddened by the silent laughter that shook him. "I only want the chance," he said. "Come on and let's git a drink." Everett Brimbecomb had become impatient.
Several black figures were hurrying toward the western end of the island from the direction of the mainland the southern shore of the lake. "Who do you suppose those men are?" asked Ruth, faintly. Tom shook his head slowly. "I expect it's Lem Daggett, the constable, and others to hunt for poor Jerry. I feel almost sure that the man in the lead is Daggett."
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