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Under protest, as he was particular to declare, and after interminable argument, Annixter had allowed himself to be reconciled with Osterman, and to be persuaded to reenter the proposed political "deal." A committee had been formed to finance the affair Osterman, old Broderson, Annixter himself, and, with reservations, hardly more than a looker-on, Harran Derrick.
"I I haven't broken down before, Mr. Derrick," she said, "but after we have been so happy in our little house, just us three and the future seemed so bright oh, God will punish the gentlemen who own the railroad for being so hard and cruel." Harran came out on the porch, from the telephone, and she interrupted herself, fixing her eyes eagerly upon him. "I think it is all right, Mrs.
You'll ruin everything. Get back into the ditch again." But Cutter, Phelps, and the old man Dabney, misunderstanding what was happening, and seeing Osterman leave the ditch, had followed his example. All the Leaguers were now out of the ditch, and a little way down the road, Hooven, Osterman, Annixter, and Harran in front, Dabney, Phelps, and Cutter coming up from behind.
Osterman. Why, you couldn't be the same man to me afterward; you, who have kept yourself so clean till now. And the boys; what would Lyman say, and Harran, and every one who knows you and respects you, if you lowered yourself to be just a political adventurer!" For a moment, Derrick leaned his head upon his hand, avoiding her gaze. At length, he said, drawing a deep breath: "I am troubled, Annie.
Derrick, "Harran went to Bonneville early this morning." She glanced toward Annixter nervously, without turning her head, lest she should disturb her outspread hair. "What is it you want to see Mr. Derrick about?" she inquired hastily. "Is it about this plan to elect a Railroad Commission? Magnus does not approve of it," she declared with energy. "He told me so last night."
In this equipage, which greatly set off his handsome person, he arrived at the city of Harran, and soon found means to offer his service to the sultan; who being charmed with his beauty and promising appearance, and perhaps indeed by natural sympathy, gave him a favourable reception, and asked his name and quality.
"You've sold us out, you, and if you ever bring that dago face of yours on a level with mine again, I'll slap it." "Keep your hands off," exclaimed Lyman quickly, the aggressiveness of the cornered rat flaming up within him. "No violence. Don't you go too far." "How much were you paid? How much were you paid?" vociferated Harran. "Yes, yes, what was your price?" cried the others.
Ploughing could be undertaken immediately afterward, so soon as the ground was softened, but there was a fair chance that the ranch would lie idle for want of proper machinery. It was ten minutes before train time when Harran reached the depot at Guadalajara. The San Francisco papers of the preceding day had arrived on an earlier train.
General Harran had warned them to take enough hand-baggage to last them several nights, since it was quite possible that their cabin trunks would be swept into the baggage room, and fail to turn up for a week after sailing. A taxi whisked them through streets that became more and more crowded.
Two days before this, Harran had notified his superintendents on Three and Four to send in such grain as they had reserved for seed. On Two the wheat had not even shown itself above the ground, while on One, the Home ranch, which was under his own immediate supervision, the seed had already been graded and selected.
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