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, and was willing to protract it as long as it was amusing, "Why not try an envoy extraordinary and minister plenipotentiary?" "What do you mean?" "Get that other old fool to go to Dryfoos for you!" "Which other old fool? The old fools seem to be as thick as flies." "That Southern one." "Colonel Woodburn?" "Mmmmm." "He did seem to rather take to the colonel!" Fulkerson mused aloud. "Of course he did. Woodburn, with his idiotic talk about patriarchal slavery, is the man on horseback to Dryfoos's muddy imagination. He'd listen to him abjectly, and he'd do whatever Woodburn told him to do." Beaton smiled cynically. Fulkerson got up and reached for his coat and hat. "You've struck it, old man." The waiter came up to help him on with his coat; Fulkerson slipped a dollar in his hand. "Never mind the coat; you can give the rest of my dinner to the poor, Paolo. Beaton, shake! You've saved my life, little boy, though I don't think you meant it." He took Beaton's hand and solemnly pressed it, and then almost ran out of the door. They had just reached coffee at Mrs. Leighton's when he arrived and sat down with them and began to put some of the life of his new hope into them. His appetite revived, and, after protesting that he would not take anything but coffee, he went back and ate some of the earlier courses. But with the pressure of his purpose driving him forward, he did not conceal from Miss Woodburn, at least, that he was eager to get her apart from the rest for some reason. When he accomplished this, it seemed as if he had contrived it all himself, but perhaps he had not wholly contrived it. "I'm so glad to get a chance to speak to you alone," he said at once; and while she waited for the next word he made a pause, and then said, desperately, "I want you to help me; and if you can't help me, there's no help for me." "Mah goodness," she said, "is the case so bad as that? What in the woald is the trouble?" "Yes, it's a bad case," said Fulkerson. "I want your father to help me." "Oh, I thoat you said me!" "Yes; I want you to help me with your father. I suppose I ought to go to him at once, but I'm a little afraid of him." "And you awe not afraid of me? I don't think that's very flattering, Mr. Fulkerson. You ought to think Ah'm twahce as awful as papa." "Oh, I do! You see, I'm quite paralyzed before you, and so I don't feel anything." "Well, it's a pretty lahvely kyand of paralysis. But-
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