Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd CornerClark, Charles Heber
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Out of the Hurly-Burly; Or, Life in an Odd Corner
Clark, Charles Heber
American fiction -- 19th century; Humorous stories
As we entered the gate the dog was there, and he followed us upon the
porch, still manifesting intense eagerness to sniff our trowsers. It is
remarkable with what carefulness and steadiness a man walks under such
circumstances. I would not have made a sudden jump or a quick movement
of any kind for a valuable consideration.
When we entered the house, Mr. Magruder met us, and we went with him
into the library, where Mrs. Magruder was sitting with a book in her
hand. We obtained a glimpse of Bessie as she vanished through the other
door into the next room; and Bob seemed to feel a little disappointed
that she had not remained. Mr. Magruder began the conversation:
"Well, Mr. Parker, I trust you have been successful in your efforts?"
"Yes, sir," replied Bob. "I have accomplished all that I hoped for. I
have, I think, procured evidence which will vindicate me completely and
prove that I have been grossly slandered."
"I hope this is the case," said Mr. Magruder. "What is the nature of
your--"
"Here are two letters. This one is from one of my employers. The other
is written by Samuel Stonebury, a man whose name at least is known to
you."
Magruder took the papers and read them aloud, so that his wife might
obtain the information supplied by them. Then, as he slowly folded them
up, he said:
"Mr. Parker, this does indeed seem to be conclusive. I blame myself very
much for having reposed confidence in Smiley and in his villainous
friend, but more than all because I treated you as if you were guilty
before I heard you in your own defence. I owe you a very humble apology,
sir, and I now make it. I hope you will forgive me;" and Magruder
extended his hand.
"I believed in you from the first," said Mrs. Magruder.
"And I thank you for it," replied Bob.
"I suppose Bessie might as well come in now, my dear," said Mr.
Magruder.
"Certainly," replied his wife, and she called Bessie.
Bessie had evidently been listening upon the other side of the door, for
she entered instantly, with her smiling face rosy with blushes. Bob
merely took her hand, and stood by her looking as if he would like to
indulge in a tenderer demonstration. Then I announced my intention to go
home, and as I did so Bob said he believed he would stay a little
longer. Mr. and Mrs. Magruder came out with me into the hall to say
good-bye, and as the library-door closed I thought I heard the sound of
a kiss. I hope the old people went into the parlor or retired to bed
after my departure. There had been a cruel separation of the two lovers,
and a good deal of genuine suffering, at least upon Bessie's part, and
it was but fair that they should have a chance to enjoy to the very
utmost, without the intrusion of another person, the bliss of that
reunion.
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