The Manager of the B. & A.: A NovelKester, Vaughan
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The Manager of the B. & A.: A Novel
Kester, Vaughan
American fiction; Railroad stories
Suppose it did not pay. Cornish could go down into his pocket for the
difference, just as he had always done.
What the town did not know, and what it would not have believed even
if it had been told, was that the general had been on the point of
selling--a change that would have brought hardship to every one. The
majority of the men in the shops owned their own homes, and these homes
represented the savings of years. The sudden exodus of two or three
hundred families meant of necessity widespread ruin. Those who were
forced to go away would have to sacrifice everything they possessed to
get away, while those who remained would be scarcely better off. But
Antioch never considered such a radical move as even remotely possible.
It counted the shops a fixture; they had always been there, and for this
sufficient reason they would always remain.
The days wore on, one very like another, with their spring heat and
lethargy. Occasionally, Oakley saw Miss Emory on the street to bow to,
but not to speak with; while he was grateful for these escapes, he
found himself thinking of her very often. He fancied--and he was not far
wrong--that she was finding Antioch very dull. He wondered, too, if she
was seeing much of Ryder. He imagined that she was; and here again he
was not far wrong. Now and then he was seized with what he felt to be a
weak desire to call, but he always thought better of it in time, and
was always grateful he had not succumbed to the impulse. But her mere
presence in Antioch seemed to make him dissatisfied and resentful of its
limitations. Ordinarily he was not critical of his surroundings. Until
she came, that he was without companionship and that the town was
given over to a deadly inertia which expressed itself in the collapsed
ambition of nearly every man and woman he knew, had scarcely affected
him beyond giving him a sense of mild wonder.
He had heard nothing of his father, and in the pressure of his work and
freshened interest in the fortunes of the Huckleberry, had hardly given
him a second thought. He felt that, since he had sent money to him, he
was in a measure relieved of all further responsibility. If his father
did not wish to come to him, that was his own affair. He had placed no
obstacle in his way.
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