“That it was a deep-laid plan amongst him and some other sharpers to
hoodwink me; and I told you, Toby, that I'd be willing to bet money that
it wouldn't be many days before somebody would hike along this way to
talk it over--some go-between, you understand. Well, he's in there now,
setting humped over his satchel like a spider watching a fly. He thinks
I'm the fly. I want to know what he's got to say. I want to see his
hand, you know, and I come out here to take a whiff of air and steady
myself so I wouldn't blurt out what I thought too quick and drive him
away. Keep your eye on him after he leaves me, Toby, and see which way
he goes. He looks to me like some shyster lawyer who has taken up the
matter and thinks he is smart enough to fool me. Somebody has invested
three thousand in this scheme, and the deal is to be clinched this
morning. Huh! I'll sorter tote 'im along, Toby, and see if I can get
onto his game,” and, with a sly and yet nervous wink, Walton turned
away.
“Yes, sir; all right now, sir,” he said, breezily, as he returned to
his desk and lowered himself into his chair. “We've got this room all to
ourselves, and are as snug as a bug in a rug, as the fellow said. Now,
fire ahead.”
“Of course, it must be a sort o' disagreeable subject for you to talk
about,” Whipple began, awkwardly, “and I'll admit to you, Mr. Walton,
that I thought over it a powerful long time before I finally made up my
mind to come.”
“Oh yes, of course,” Walton said, pulling his whiskers with his long
hand--“of course, you naturally would.”
“Especially as Fred had no idea of what I had in view,” the Westerner
said. “You see, I had to act wholly on my own responsibility.”
“Yes, I see--I see, sir.” It was only by an effort that Walton kept a
sarcastic ring of irritation out of his voice, and he stroked into
the roots of his beard a smile of contempt at such puerile attempts to
deceive.
“And that's what makes the whole thing so hard on me,” the merchant
went on. “You see, I took it on myself to act for Fred in, I might say,
actual opposition to his wishes and judgment.”
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