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Title: Red Pepper Burns

Author: Grace S. Richmond

Posting Date: December 31, 2008 [EBook #2725]
Release Date: July, 2001

Language: English

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RED PEPPER BURNS

By Grace S. Richmond

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I. IN WHICH HE VOWS A VOW

II. IN WHICH HE CREATES A CIRCUS

III. IN WHICH HE ASSUMES A RESPONSIBILITY

IV. IN WHICH HE MAKES A CONCESSION

V. IN WHICH HE IS ROUGH ON A FRIEND

VI. IN WHICH HE PRESCRIBES FOR HIMSELF

VII. IN WHICH HE CONTINUES TO SAW WOOD

VIII. IN WHICH HE IS UNREASONABLY PREOCCUPIED

IX. IN WHICH HE SUFFERS A DEFEAT

X. IN WHICH HE PROVES HIMSELF A HOST

XI. IN WHICH HE GETS EVEN WITH HIMSELF

XII. IN WHICH HE HAS HIS OWN WAY

XIII. IN WHICH HE MAKES NO EVENING CALL

XIV. IN WHICH HE DEFIES SUPERSTITION

CHAPTER I. IN WHICH HE VOWS A VOW

"There comes the Green Imp."

"How can you tell?"

"Don't you hear? Red's coming in on five cylinders for all he can get
out of 'em. Anybody else would stop and fix up. He's in too much of a
hurry--as usual."

The Green Imp tore past the porch where Burns's neighbours waved arms of
greeting which he failed to see, for he did not turn his head. The car
went round the curve of the driveway at perilous speed, and only the
fact that from road to old red barn was a good twenty rods made it
seem possible that the Green Imp could come to a standstill in time to
prevent its banging into the rear wall of the barn.

Two minutes later Burns ran by the Chesters' porch on his way to his
own. Chester hailed him.

"What's your everlasting hurry, Red? Come up and sit down and cool off."

"Not now," called back a voice curtly, out of the June twilight. The big
figure ran on and disappeared into the small house, the door slamming
shut behind it.

"Red's in a temper. Tell by the sound of his voice.

"Is he ever in anything except a temper?" inquired a guest of the
Chesters. Arthur Chester turned on her.

"Show's you don't know him much, Pauline. He