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He was afraid of her because she was a woman, for like reason disapproving of her presence in the laboratory, and yet there was an unconscious deference, the same kind of veneration he would have paid Karl's old coat, or his pipe. John Beason had never been shaken by a genuine emotion until the day he read that Dr. Karl Hubers had lost his eyesight and must give up his work.
"I'll do my little part, Beason," he said, exceedingly quietly, "to see that you are not overlooked when you come back." The boy rose to go. "I do feel better," he said clumsily, but with heartiness. He looked around the room. "I hate to leave it. I've had some good times here, and I'm fond of it." The man was leaning against the wall. He did not say anything at all.
Well, the boys has been busy nigh on a week, an' here, this sundown, Nat Pauley an' Jim Beason come riding in, till their bronchos was nigh foundered, sayin' a bunch of twenty cows on the Bandy Creek station has gone too. D'you git that? Those blamed calves was on the Bandy Creek range, too. It's darnation cattle-thievin', an' I'm hot on the trail." And Barnriff was stirred. It was more.
Dr. Hubers' voice rang out charged with a significance the older man could not understand. "You say Beason is back?" the voice then was as if something had broken. "Yes, it was unexpected. He had thought he would be West this year, but things turned out better than he had expected." "Yes, he told me in April, that he would be West this year."
Of course she would very soon find out that she couldn't, but if she proved some one else could, why then she wouldn't be so bad, after all. Ernestine was quick to see that the way to enlist Mr. Beason was to talk to him about Karl. They were alone in the laboratory for an hour each morning, and during that period she always managed to say something about Dr.
And then the man in him, those things which made him more than a great scientist, things more than mind, not even to be comprehended under soul, those fundamental things which made him a man, rose up and conquered. He straightened up, smiled a little, and then heartily, quite sunnily, came the words: "Take a brace, Beason take a good brace. And good luck to you, boy good luck."
"He's roasted a good deal by the academic folks pooh-hoos a lot of their stuff, you know. He seems to have a strange notion that science, learning, the whole business is for humanity. Unique conception, isn't it?" After she went away, Beason said he had no doubt that when one came to know Miss McCormick, he would see, in spite of her lightness of manner, that she had many fine qualities.
You know," with a little whimsical toss of his head "we only have so many looks to take in this world, and when we're about through we'd hate to think they'd all been into microscopes and culture ovens. And don't worry too much, Beason, about things running into your plans and knocking them over. You know what that wise old Omar had to say about it all."
McCormick earnestly, "this newspaper work gives you such a tendency to exaggerate. I never heard it said before that the family went that far back." "Perhaps not. But just because a thing has never been said before, isn't there all the more reason for saying it now? And I'm just trying to make Mr. Beason understand" demurely "why some people are scholars and others are not."
She must not only furnish enthusiasm for herself, she must inspire all associated with her if she were to gain from them what they had to give. It was after she had one day spoken with unusual freedom of the suffering which surged beneath Karl's calm acceptance of the inevitable that Beason took his first firm stand in her behalf.
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