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Clementina with a certain confidential air of truthfulness。



〃You see; ladies;〃 continued the surveyor; appealing to them with

unabashed rigidity of feature; 〃the cards don't lie!  Luckily we

are in a position to corroborate them。  The road in question is a

secret known only to us and some capitalists in San Francisco。  In

fact even THEY don't know that it is feasible until WE report to

them。  But I don't mind telling you now; as a slight return for

your charming hospitality; that the road is a RAILROAD from Oakland

to Tasajara Creek of which we've just made the preliminary survey。

So you see what the cards mean is this: You're not far from

Tasajara Creek; in fact with a very little expense your father

could connect this stream with the creek; and have a WATERWAY

STRAIGHT TO THE RAILROAD TERMINUS。  That's the wealth the cards

promise; and if your father knows how to take a hint he can make

his fortune!〃



It was impossible to say which was the most dominant in the face of

the speaker; the expression of assumed gravity or the twinkling of

humor in his eyes。  The two girls with superior feminine perception

divined that there was much truth in what he said; albeit they

didn't entirely understand it; and what they did understandexcept

the man's good…humored motivewas not particularly interesting。

In fact they were slightly disappointed。  What had promised to be

an audaciously flirtatious declaration; and even a mischievous

suggestion of marriage; had resolved itself into something absurdly

practical and business…like。



Not so Mr。 Harkutt。  He quickly rose from his chair; and; leaning

over the table; with his eyes fixed on the card as if it really

signified the railroad; repeated quickly: 〃Railroad; eh!  What's

that?  A railroad to Tasajara Creek?  Ye don't mean it!That is

it ain't a SURE thing?〃



〃Perfectly sure。  The money is ready in San Francisco now; and by

this time next year〃



〃A railroad to Tasajara Creek!〃 continued Harkutt hurriedly。  〃What

part of it?  Where?〃



〃At the embarcadero naturally;〃 responded Grant。  〃There isn't but

the one place for the terminus。  There's an old shanty there now

belongs to somebody。〃



〃Why; pop!〃 said Phemie with sudden recollection; 〃ain't it 'Lige

Curtis's house?  The land he offered〃



〃Hush!〃 said her father。



〃You know; the one written in that bit of paper;〃 continued the

innocent Phemie。



〃Hush! will you?  God A'mighty! are you goin' to mind me?  Are you

goin' to keep up your jabber when I'm speakin' to the gentlemen?

Is that your manners?  What next; I wonder!〃



The sudden and unexpected passion of the speaker; the incomprehensible

change in his voice; and the utterly disproportionate exaggeration

of his attitude towards his daughters; enforced an instantaneous

silence。  The rain began to drip audibly at the window; the rush of

the river sounded distinctly from without; even the shaking of the

front part of the dwelling by the distant gale became perceptible。

An angry flash sprang for an instant to the young assistant's eye;

but it met the cautious glance of his friend; and together both

discreetly sought the table。  The two girls alone remained white and

collected。 〃Will you go on with my fortune; Mr。 Grant?〃 said Phemie

quietly。



A certain respect; perhaps not before observable; was suggested in

the surveyor's tone as he smilingly replied; 〃Certainly; I was only

waiting for you to show your confidence in me;〃 and took up the

cards。



Mr。 Harkutt coughed。  〃It looks as if that blamed wind had blown

suthin' loose in the store;〃 he said affectedly。  〃I reckon I'll go

and see。〃  He hesitated a moment and then disappeared in the

passage。  Yet even here he stood irresolute; looking at the closed

door behind him; and passing his hand over his still flushed face。

Presently he slowly and abstractedly ascended the flight of steps;

entered the smaller passage that led to the back door of the shop

and opened it。



He was at first a little startled at the halo of light from the

still glowing stove; which the greater obscurity of the long room

had heightened rather than diminished。  Then he passed behind the

counter; but here the box of biscuits which occupied the centre and

cast a shadow over it compelled him to grope vaguely for what he

sought。  Then he stopped suddenly; the paper he had just found

dropping from his fingers; and said sharply;



〃Who's there?〃



〃Me; pop。〃



〃John Milton?〃



〃Yes; sir。〃



〃What the devil are you doin' there; sir?〃



〃Readin'。〃



It was true。  The boy was half reclining in a most distorted

posture on two chairs; his figure in deep shadow; but his book was

raised above his head so as to catch the red glow of the stove on

the printed page。  Even then his father's angry interruption

scarcely diverted his preoccupation; he raised himself in his chair

mechanically; with his eyes still fixed on his book。  Seeing which

his father quickly regained the paper; but continued his objurgation。



〃How dare you?  Clear off to bed; will you!  Do you hear me?

Pretty goin's on;〃 he added as if to justify his indignation。

〃Sneakin' in here andand lyin' 'round at this time o' night!

Why; if I hadn't come in here to〃



〃What?〃 asked the boy mechanically; catching vaguely at the

unfinished sentence and staring automatically at the paper in his

father's hand。



〃Nothin'; sir!  Go to bed; I tell you!  Will you?  What are you

standin' gawpin' at?〃 continued Harkutt furiously。



The boy regained his feet slowly and passed his father; but not

without noticing with the same listless yet ineffaceable perception

of childhood that he was hurriedly concealing the paper in his

pocket。  With the same youthful inconsequence; wondering at this

more than at the interruption; which was no novel event; he went

slowly out of the room。



Harkutt listened to the retreating tread of his bare feet in the

passage and then carefully locked the door。  Taking the paper from

his pocket; and borrowing the idea he had just objurgated in his

son; he turned it towards the dull glow of the stove and attempted

to read it。  But perhaps lacking the patience as well as the keener

sight of youth; he was forced to relight the candle which he had

left on the counter; and reperused the paper。  Yes! there was

certainly no mistake!  Here was the actual description of the

property which the surveyor had just indicated as the future

terminus of the new railroad; and here it was conveyed to him

Daniel Harkutt!  What was that?  Somebody knocking?  What did this

continual interruption mean?  An odd superstitious fear now mingled

with his irritation。



The sound appeared to come from the front shutters。  It suddenly

occurred to him that the light might be visible through the

crevices。  He hurriedly extinguished it; and went to the door。



〃Who's there?〃



〃Me;Peters。  Want to speak to you。〃



Mr。 Harkutt with evident reluctance drew the bolts。  The wind;

still boisterous and besieging; did the rest; and precipitately

propelled Peters through the carefully guarded opening。  But his

surprise at finding himself in the darkness seemed to forestall any

explanation of his visit。



〃Well;〃 he said with an odd mingling of reproach and suspicion。  〃I

declare I saw a light here just this minit!  That's queer。〃



〃Yes; I put it out just now。  I was goin' away;〃 replied Harkutt;

with ill…disguised impatience。



〃What! been here ever since?〃



〃No;〃 said Harkutt curtly。



〃Well; I want to speak to ye about 'Lige。  Seein' the candle

shinin' through the chinks I thought he might be still with ye。  If

he ain't; it looks bad。  Light up; can't ye!  I want to show you

something。〃



There was a peremptoriness in his tone that struck Harkutt

disagreeably; but observing that he was carrying something in his

hand; he somewhat nervously re…lit the candle and faced him。

Peters had a hat in his hand。  It was 'Lige's!



〃'Bout an hour after we fellers left here;〃 said Peters; 〃I heard

the rattlin' of hoofs on the road; and then it seemed to stop just

by my house。  I went out with a lantern; and; darn my skin! if

there warn't 'Lige's hoss; the saddle empty; and 'Lige nowhere!  I

looked round and called himbut nothing were to be seen。  Thinkin'

he might have slipped offtho' ez a general rule drunken men

don't; and he is a good riderI followed down the road; lookin'

for him。  I kept on follerin' it down to your run; half a mile

below。〃



〃But;〃 began Harkutt; with a quick nervous laugh; 〃you don't reckon

that because of that he〃



〃Hold on!〃 said Peters; grimly producing a revolver from his side…

pocket with the stock and barrel clogged and streaked with mud。  〃I

found THAT too;and look! one barrel discharged!  And;〃 he added

hurriedly; as approaching a climax; 〃look ye;what I nat'rally

took for wet from the raininside that hatwasblood!〃



〃Nonsense!〃 said Harkutt; putting the hat aside with a new

fastidiousness。  〃You don't think〃



〃I think;〃 said Peters; lowering his voice; 〃I think; by God! HE'S

BIN AND DONE IT!〃



〃No!〃



〃Sure!  Oh; it's all very well for Billings and the rest of that

conceited crowd to sneer and sling their ideas of 'Lige gen'rally

as they did jess now here;but I'd like 'em to see THAT。〃  It was

difficult to tell if Mr。 Peters' triumphant delight in confuting

his late companions' theories had not even usurped in his mind the

importance of the news he brought; as it had of any human sympathy

with it。



〃Look here;〃 returned Harkutt earnestly; yet with a singularly

cleared brow and a more natural manner。  〃You ought to take them

things over to Squire Kerby's; right off; and show 'em to him。  You

kin tell him how you left 'Lige here; and say that I can prove by

my daughter that he went away about ten minutes after;at least;

not more than fifteen。〃  Like all unprofessional humanity; Mr。

Harkutt had an exaggerated conception of the majesty of unimportant

detail in the eye of the law。  〃I'd go with you myself;〃 he added

quickly; 〃but I've got companystrangershere。〃



〃How did he look when he left;kinder wild?〃 suggested Peters。



Harkutt had begun to feel the prudence of present reticence。

〃Well;〃 he said; cautiously; 〃YOU saw how he looked。〃



〃You wasn't rough with him?that might have sent him off; you

know;〃 said Peters。



〃No;〃 said Harkutt; forgetting himself in a quick indignation; 〃no;

I not only treated him to another drink; but gave him〃he stopped

suddenly and awkwardly。



〃Eh?〃 said Peters。



〃Some good advice;you know;〃 said Harkutt; hastily。  〃But come;

you'd better hurry over to the squire's。  You know YOU'VE made the

discovery; YOUR evidence is important; and there's a law that

obliges you to give information at once。〃



The excitement of discovery and the triumph over his disput

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