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In the end he offered to finance the project if I would see it carried through. I refused." "Of course you refused," responded Foster quickly. "It was preposterous of him to ask it of you. I can't understand it in Tisdale. He was always so broad, so fine, so head and shoulders above other men, so, well, chivalrous to women. But, meantime, while he hesitated, Banks came with his offer?" "Yes.
As his horse picked its way over the mountain trail the fresh air seemed to clear his brain of the jumble of doubts and misgivings and replace them with a growing conviction that something had gone wrong that all was not well with Essie Tisdale. His unanswered letter and telegram was entirely at variance with her sweet good-nature.
Once there came a momentary lull, and on the silence, far off so far it seemed hardly more than a human breath drifting with the lighter current that still set towards him from the loftier peak Tisdale heard some one calling him. His pulses missed their beat and raced on at fever heat. He believed, in that halting instant, it was Beatriz Weatherbee.
I never have told her about those buttes. It's unusual; she might not believe it; she would worry and think, perhaps, I am growing like Barbour. God! Suppose I am. Suppose she should come up here in this wilderness to find me a wreck like him. She must not come. I've got to prevent it. But I've offered my half interest in the Aurora to Tisdale. He will take it. He never failed me yet."
This Brother Tisdale was past fifty a spindling, rickety, gaunt old man, with a long horse-like head and vacantly solemn face, who kept one or the other of his hands continually fumbling his bony jaw.
"But these new magazines have to do something to get a hold. This is just to attract public attention." "They'll get that, when Tisdale brings a suit for libel. Hope he will do it, and that the judgment will swamp them. They must have got his name from Mrs. Feversham." "It looks political," said Geraldine conciliatingly, "as though they were striking through him at the administration."
"You are right," he said softly, "I've known him by sight some time." Afterwards, while they were having coffee with the station master, Daniels asked Banks how he and Tisdale happened to be at Cascade Tunnel. "I was putting in a little time at the Springs," Banks responded, "but Hollis was a passenger on the stalled train. He took a notion to hike down to the hotel just ahead of the slide."
The Olympics had reappeared; the sun dropped behind a cloud over a high crest; shafts of light silvered the gorges; the peaks caught an amethyst glow. Tisdale, tracing once more that far canyon across the front of Constance, walked slowly forward into the bows.
His eyes were upon her as she spoke, and he had no notion how they softened, while her color rose at something in his voice as he answered "I can imagine worse things in life than riding 'on and on' with Essie Tisdale. But" his tone took on a new and vigorous inflection "I want to go back. I want to stay. As a matter of fact I'm just getting interested in Crowheart."
A ripple of laughter passed over the jury and on through the courtroom. Even the presiding judge smiled, and Mr. Bromley hurried to say: "Tell us something about that Alaska coal, Mr. Tisdale. You have found vast bodies have you not? of a very high grade; to compare favorably with Pennsylvania coal."
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