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  WhenMaryreadthisportionofthelettertoherUncleShadrachhisscornwasoutspoken。
  “Gettired!“hescoffed。“JerryCliffordgettiredofbein’dunned!
  DON’Ttalksofoolish!Why,hegetsfatonthatkindofthing;it’sthemainexcitementhehas,thatandspendin’acenttwiceadayfornewspapers。DidyoueverwatchJerrybuyapaper?No?Well,yougouptoEllis’ssomedaywhenthemornin’papersareputoutforsaleandwatchhim。He’lldriveuptothedoorwiththatoldhoopskirtofahorseofhis——that’swhatthecritterlookslike,oneofthemold-fashionedhoop-skirts;therewasnothin’tothembutframeworkandahollowinside,andthat’sallthereistothathorse——Well,Jerryhe’lldriveupandcomeintothepapercounter,hiseyesshinin’andhisnervesallkeyedupandonehandshoveddownintohisbritchespocket。He’llstandandlookoverthepapersonthecounter,readin’asmuchofeveryoneashecanfornothin’,andthenbyandbythathand’llcomeoutofhispocketwithacentinit。Thentheotherhand’llreachoverandgetholdofthepaperhe’scal’latin’tobuy,getagoodclovehitchontoit,andthenforaminutehe’llstandtherelookin’firstatthecentandthenatthepaperandrubbin’themoneybetweenhisfingerandthumb——he’sfiggerin’tohavealittleofthecoppersmellleftonhishandevenifhehastoletgoofthecoin,yousee——and——“
  Marylaughed。
  “UncleShad,“sheexclaimed,“whatridiculousnonsenseyoudotalk!“
  “Nononsenseaboutit。It’sdeadserious。Itain’tanyjoketoJerry,youcanbetonthat。Well,afteraspell,hekindofgetshisspunkuptomaketheplunge,asyoumightsay,laysdownthepenny——Oh,heneverthrowsitdown;hewouldn’ttreatrealmoneyasdisrespectfulasthat——grabsupthepaperandmakesabreakforoutdoors,neveroncelookin’backforfearhemightchangehismind。
  Whenhedrivesoffinhisbuggyyoucanseethathe’sallhetupandtrembly,likeoneofthemrecklessWallStreetspeculatorsyoureadabout。He’sspentacent,buthe’shadalovelynerve-wrackin’timedoin’it。Oh,afellerhastosatisfyhiscravin’forexcitementsomehow,andJerrysatisfieshisbuyin’one-centnewspapersandseein’hiscreditorsgetmad。Doyousupposeyoucanworrysuchacritterasthatbytalkin’tohimaboutwhatheowes?Mightaswelltrytoworryacodfishbyleanin’overtherailoftheboatandhollerin’toitthatit’sdrownin’。“
  Marylaughedagain。“I’mafraidyoumayberight,UncleShad,“shesaid,“butIshan’tgiveuphope。Mychancemaycomesomeday,ifI
  waitandwatchforit。“
  Itcameunexpectedlyandinaratheroddmanner。Oneraw,windyMarchafternoonshewasverymuchsurprisedtoseeSamKeithwalkintothestore。Sam,sincehisgraduationfromcollege,was,asheexpressedit,“moaningonthebar“inBoston——thatistosay,hewasattendingtheHarvardLawSchoolwiththehope,onhisparents’
  part,thathemightultimatelybecomealawyer。
  “Why,Sam!“exclaimedMary。“Isthisyou?“
  Samgrinnedcheerfully。“’TisI,“hedeclared。“Iamhere。Thatistosay,thehandsomeyouthwhosefootfallsyouhearapproachinguponhorsebackisnoneotherthanourhero。Mary,youare,asusual,asighttobethankfulfor。Howdoyoudo?“
  MaryadmittedthatshewasingoodhealthandthendemandedtoknowwhathewasdoingdownontheCapeatthattimeoftheyear。Hesatdowninachairbythestoveandproppedhisfeetagainstthehearthbeforereplying。
  “Why!Haven’tyouguessed?“heasked,inmockamazement。“Dearme!
  I’msurprised。Ishouldhavethoughttheweatherwouldhavesuggestedmyerrand。Hearthatzephyr;doesn’titsuggestbathingsuitsandoutingflannelsandmosquitoesandhammockflirtations?
  Eh?“
  Thezephyrwasasixty-mile-an-hourMarchgale。Samrepliedtohisownquestion。
  “Answer,“hesaid,“itdoesnot。Right,mychild;gouphead。But,honestInjun,Iamdownhereonsummerbusiness。ThatMr。Raymond,Dad’sfriend,whowasvisitingusthissummeriscrazyabouttheCape。HehasdecidedtobuildasummerhomehereatSouthHarniss,andthefirstrequisitebeinglandtobuilditonhehasaskedDadtobuythestripbetweenourownpropertyandtheNorthInlet,alwaysprovideditcanbebought。Dadaskedmetocomedownhereandseeaboutit,sohereIam。“
  Maryconsidered。“Oh,yes,“shesaid,afteramoment,“Iknowthelandyoumean。Whoownsit?“
  “That’swhatIdidn’tknow,“saidSam。“ButIdoknownow。IaskedthefirstpersonImetafterIgotoffthetrainandoddlyenoughheturnedouttobetheownerhimself。ItwasoldClifford——Isaiah,Elisha,Hosea——Jeremiah,that’sit。Iknewitwasoneoftheprophets。“
  “SoMr。Cliffordownsthatland。Ididn’tknowthat。“
  “NeitherdidI。Hedidn’ttellmeatfirstthathedidownit。
  AskedmewhatIwantedtoknowfor。“
  “Didyoutellhim?“askedMary。
  ForthefirsttimesinceMr。Keith’sarrivalthatyounggentleman’seasyassuranceseemedalittleshaken。Heappearedtofeelratherfoolish。
  “Why,yes,tobehonest,Idid,“headmitted。“Iwasanidiot,I
  suppose,buteveryoneasksabouteveryone’selsebusinessdownhereandIdidn’tthink。HekepttalkingandpumpingandbeforeI
  realizeditItoldhimaboutRaymond’sbeingsoanxioustogetthatproperty,beingdeadsetonitandallthat,andaboutmybeingcommissionedtobuyatanyreasonablefigure。Andthen,afterawhile,heastonishedmebysayingheownedthelandhimself。
  Confoundit!Isupposehe’lljamthepriceawayupafterwhatI
  toldhim。“
  “Oh,thenyouhaven’tbought?“
  “Notyet。Iwaswilling,butforsomereasonhewouldn’tsellatonce——wouldn’teventalkprice。Wantedtothinkitover,hesaid。
  Ican’twaitnow,butIamcomingdownagainonMondayandweshallclosethedealthen。“
  ThateveningMarytoldShadrachwhatSamhadsaid。TheCaptainlookedpuzzled。
  “Ididn’tknowJerryCliffordownedthatland,“hesaid。“Idon’tbelievehedoes。“
  “Ofcoursehedoes,UncleShad。Hewouldn’thavetoldSamhedidownitifhedidn’t。Whatintheworldwouldhegainbythat?“
  “Why,nothin’,Ipresumelikely。Buthemusthaveboughtitmightyrecent。LastIheardJimmieG。ownedthatpiece。’Twaspartofthepropertyhisfatherlefthim。NexttimeIseeJimmieI’llaskhim。“
  So,threedayslater,whenJimmieG——hislastnamewasPeters——
  passedthestoretheCaptainhailedhimand,invitinghimin,wentstraighttothepoint。
  “WhendidyousellJerryCliffordthatNorthInletlandofyours,Jim?“heasked。
  JimmieG。lookedsurprised。“HowintimedidyouknowIhadsoldit?“hedemanded。“Itbeatsallhowthingsgetaroundinthistown。
  Ineversoldthatlanduntildayaforeyesterdayevenin’andthedeeddidn’tpasstillyesterday,andyetyouknowthewholebusiness。NotthatIcare;’twasJerrywanteditkeptstill。Whotoldyou?“
  CaptainShadwhistled。“Isee,“hesaidslowly。“Isee。Yes,yes。
  WhenJerrytoldSamheownedthatlandhe……Humph!It’sjustanothercaseoftheboylied,that’sall。Tut,tut,tut!WhenyougetaheadofJerryCliffordyou’vegottoturnoutearly,ain’tyou?
  Ihopeyougotagoodpricefortheland,Jim。“
  “Well,Ididn’t;thatis,notverybig。What’sup,anyway?Whatareyouhintin’at,Cap’nShad?“
  BeforetheCaptaincouldanswer,Mary,whohadbeenlisteningtotheconversation,brokeintoaskaquestion。
  “Mr。Peters,“shecriedeagerly,“wouldyoumindtellingmethis:
  Whosenameisthenewdeedin,Mr。Clifford’sorhiswife’s?“
  JimmieG。laughed。“Why,thatwaskindoffunny,too,“hesaid。
  “YouknowJerry,Cap’nShad;heneverhasnothin’inhisownname——
  it’sallinhiswife’s。That’saprincipleofhis。“
  “I’dcallitalackofprinciple,“gruntedShadrach。“Nevermind,Jim;goon。“
  “Buthewasinaterriblerushtoclosethesale,forsomereasonorother,“wentonPeters,“andIforgot,myself,andhadthedeedmadeinthenameofJeremiahClifford。Hemadeabigrowatfirst,butitseemedasifhecouldn’twaitformetohaveitchanged,sohehandedoverhischeckand——“
  “Wait!Wait,please,Mr。Peters!“brokeinMary,hereyesflashingwithexcitement。“JusttellmeifIunderstandyoucorrectly。YousoldthatlandtoMr。CliffordandheownsitnowINHISOWNNAME?“
  “Why,yes——sartin。“
  Marywaitedtohearnomore。Sheranoutofthestoreandtothepost-office。AfewminuteslatershewastalkingwithJudgeBaxteroverthetelephone。WhenshereturnedtheCaptainwascurioustoknowwhereshehadbeen,butshewouldnottellhim。
  “Wait,“shesaid。“Wait,UncleShad;Ithinksomethingisgoingtohappen。“
  IthappenedonMondaymorning。Marywasatthedesk;Simeonwasinthebackroomgettingreadyhisearlymorningorders,andCaptainShadwasstandingbythewindowlookingout。SuddenlyMaryheardhimutteranexclamation。