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e nodded slowly. "I see," he said. "Yes, yes, I see. . . . Hum." "Of course, any one must see. And to go away, to some city or town where we are not known--where could we go? What should we live on? And yet we can't stay here; there is nothing for Charles to do." "Um. . . . He was a--what did you say his trade was?" "He was a bond broker, a kind of banker." "Eh? . . . A kind of banker. . . . Sho! Did he work in a bank?" "Why, yes, I told you he did, in Wisconsin, where he and I used to live." "Hum. . . . Pretty smart at it, too, seems to me you said he was?" "Yes, very capable indeed." "I want to know. . . . Hum. . . . Sho!" He muttered one or two more disjointed exclamations and then ceased to speak altogether, staring abstractedly at a crack in the floor. All at once he began to hum a hymn. Mrs. Armstrong, whose nerves were close to the breaking point, lost patience. "Good morning, Mr. Winslow," she said, and opened the door to the outer shop. This time Jed did not detain her. Instead he stared dreamily at the floor, apparently quite unconscious of her or his surroundings. "Eh?" he drawled. "Oh, yes, good mornin',--good mornin'. . . . Hum. . . . 'There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Emmanuel's veins, And sinners plunged de de de de De de di dew dum de.'" His visitor closed the door. Jed still sat there gazing at vacancy and droning, dolefully. CHAPTER XI For nearly an hour he sat there, scarcely changing his position, and only varying his musical program by whistling hymns instead of singing them. Once, hearing a step in the yard, he looked through the window and saw Gabriel Bearse walking toward the gate from the direction of the shop door instead of in the opposite direction. Evidently he had at first intended to call and then had changed his mind. Mr. Winslow was duly grateful to whoever or whatever had inspired the change. He had no desire to receive a visit from "Gab" Bearse, at this time least of all. Later on he heard another step, and, again glancing through the window, saw Seth Wingate, the vegetable and fruit peddler, walking from the door to the gate, just as Mr. Bearse had done. Apparently Seth had changed his mind also. Jed thought this rather odd, but again he was grateful. He was thinking hard and was quite willing not to be disturbed. But the disturbing came ten minutes after Mr. Wingate's depa
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