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A painful repression was on them; ominous silence sealed their lips, and they flushed with a heightened colour. Matt's carefully-prepared speech forsook him all its prettiness and poetry escaped beyond recall; and Miriam was too womanly to rescue him in his dilemma. 'It's some warm, said Matt, drawing his handkerchief over his heated brow.
I tell 'em that's what you keep for your enemies. But they seem to think that in Matt's case you ought to have been more of a Roman father." "I'm just going to become one," said Hilary, with the good temper proper to that moment of the dinner. "Mrs. Hilary and Louise are taking me over to Rome for the winter." "You don't say so, you don't say!" said Corey, "I wish my family would take me.
Adeline would be satisfied with nothing less than the assurance that Putney agreed with her that her father would be acquitted if he merely came back and gave himself up; she had changed to this notion in Matt's absence, and with the mental reservation which he permitted himself he was able to give the assurance she asked.
This was the usual fishing-ground of the settlers, and here Old Matt's boat generally lay drawn up on the sand. There had been a thunder-storm that afternoon, and Tom had gone down the beach to bale out the boat in readiness for the morning's fishing. It was full moonlight now, as he was returning, and the night sky was full of floating clouds.
As he saw its contents to be damp earth, tightly tamped, his roar of laughter equaled that of Black Bob. "Wow!" he shouted. "Look at this. The treasure's name is Mud!" Matt's look of disgust had changed to fiery anger. "You're the one who put this trick up on me," he shouted. "You've been rubbing me wrong ever since we let you in here from nowhere. Now I'm going to pay you up!"
He rubbed his eyes and went to the window. A red sun stood over the grey rim of the fields, behind trees that looked black and brittle. He said to himself: "This is Matt's last day," and tried to think what the place would be without her. As he stood there he heard a step behind him and she entered. "Oh, Ethan were you here all night?"
Matt's eyes were beginning to sparkle, though sombrely, as his phlegmatic nature woke up. "I told you I didn't dast think how fat it was," he murmured in a low voice. "What a killin'! What a killin'!" was the other's more ecstatic utterance. "I almost forgot," Matt said, thrusting his hand into his inside coat pocket.
This is bal masque, of course, and you want some sort of disguise, I think you'd look well in one of Matt's uniforms." "That's so," said Stevenson, "we're about of a size. Good disguise, too, especially since you've never been here. They'll wonder who the new officer is, and where he comes from.
He picked it out from the sparkling heap and held it near to the lamp with the air of an expert, weighing and judging. "Worth a thousan' all by its lonely," was Jim's quicker judgment. "A thousan' your grandmother," was Matt's scornful rejoinder. "You couldn't buy it for three." "Wake me up!
Ollie saw that further persuasion was of no avail, and as he left her, she watched him out of sight for the last time along the trail that is nobody knows how old. When he was gone, in obedience to an impulse she did not try to understand, she ran down the mountain to the cabin in the Hollow Young Matt's cabin.
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