l give me an opportunity to become a man among
men in the place where I was born. Until this thing is done, I can have
no chance to better myself here, and, more than that, the community has
no chance to better itself. Yes, it must be done; Calthea Rose must go."
At this moment Mr. Petter came along, on his way to supper.
"Well, Lanigan," said he, "are you thinking about your great
enterprise?"
"Yes," said the other, rising and walking with him; "that is exactly
what my mind was working on."
"And you are going to do it all yourself?" said Mr. Petter.
"Not exactly," said Beam. "I shall not require any pecuniary assistance,
but I shall want some one to help me."
"Is there anybody about here who can do it?"
"Yes; I hope so," said Lanigan. "At present I am thinking of Mr.
Tippengray."
"A very good choice," said Mr. Petter; "he is a man of fine mind, and it
will certainly be to your advantage if you can get him to work with
you."
"Indeed it will be," said Lanigan Beam, with much earnestness.
XIV
BACKING OUT
Ida Mayberry was walking on the narrow road which led through the woods
from the Squirrel Inn to the public highway. She had been much
interested in the road when she had been driven through it on the day of
her arrival, and had availed herself of the opportunity given her this
pleasant afternoon, by the prolonged slumbers of Master Douglas Cristie,
to make a close acquaintance with its attractions.
It was indeed a pleasant road, where there were tall trees that often
met overhead, and on each side there were bushes, and vines, and wild
flowers, and little vistas opening into the woods, and rabbits running
across the roadway; a shallow stream tumbling along its stony bed,
sometimes to be seen and sometimes only heard; yellow butterflies in the
air; and glimpses above, that afternoon, of blue sky and white clouds.
When she had walked about half the length of the road Miss Mayberry came
to a tree with a large branch running horizontally about three feet from
the ground and then turning up again, so as to make a very good seat for
young people who like that sort of thing. Ida was a young person who
liked that sort of thing, and she speedily clambered upon the broad,
horizontal branch and bestowed herself quite comfortably there. Taking
off her hat and leaning her head against the upright portion of the
branch, she continued the reflections she had been making while walking.
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