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The master was silent。  Had this dull; narrow…minded partisan

stumbled upon a truth that had never dawned upon his own broader

comprehension?  Had this selfish savage and literally red…handed

frontier brawler been moved by some dumb instinct of the power of

gentleness to understand his daughter's needs better than he?  For

a moment he was staggered。  Then he thought of Cressy's later

flirtations with Joe Masters; and her concealment of their meeting

from her mother。  Had she deceived her father also?  Or was not the

father deceiving him with this alternate suggestion of threat and

of kindlinessof power and weakness。  He had heard of this cruel

phase of Southwestern cunning before。  With the feeble sophistry of

the cynic he mistrusted the good his scepticism could not

understand。  Howbeit; glancing sideways at the slumbering savagery

of the man beside him; and his wounded hand; he did not care to

show his lack of confidence。  He contented himself with that

equally feeble resource of weak humanity in such casesgood…

natured indifference。  〃All right;〃 he said carelessly; 〃I'll see

what can be done。  But are you quite sure you are fit to go home

alone?  Shall I accompany you?〃  As McKinstry waived the suggestion

with a gesture; he added lightly; as if to conclude the interview;

〃I'll report progress to you from time to time; if you like。〃



〃To ME;〃 emphasized McKinstry; 〃not over THAR;〃 indicating the

ranch。  〃But p'rhaps you wouldn't mind my ridin' by and lookin' in

at the school…room winder onct in a while?  Ahyou WOULD;〃 he

added; with the first deepening of color he had shown。  〃Well;

never mind。〃



〃You see it might distract the children from their lessons;〃

explained the master gently; who had however contemplated with some

concern the infinite delight which a glimpse of McKinstry's fiery

and fatuous face at the window would awaken in Johnny Filgee's

infant breast。



〃Well; no matter!〃 returned McKinstry slowly。  〃Ye don't keer; I

s'pose; to come over to the hotel and take suthin'?  A julep or a

smash?〃



〃I shouldn't think of keeping you a moment longer from Mrs。

McKinstry;〃 said the master; looking at his companion's wounded

hand。  〃Thank you all the same。  Good…by。〃



They shook hands; McKinstry transferring his rifle to the hollow of

his elbow to offer his unwounded left。  The master watched him

slowly resume his way towards the ranch。  Then with a half uneasy

and half pleasurable sense that he had taken some step whose

consequences were more important than he would at present

understand; he turned in the opposite direction to the school…

house。  He was so preoccupied that it was not until he had nearly

reached it that he remembered Uncle Ben。  With an odd recollection

of McKinstry's previous performance; he approached the school from

the thicket in the rear and slipped noiselessly to the open window

with the intention of looking in。  But the school…house; far from

exhibiting that 〃kam〃 and studious abstraction which had so touched

the savage breast of McKinstry; was filled with the accents of

youthful and unrestrained vituperation。  The voice of Rupert Filgee

came sharply to the master's astonished ears。



〃You needn't try to play off Dobell or Mitchell on MEyou hear!

Much YOU know of either; don't you?  Look at that copy。  If Johnny

couldn't do better than that; I'd lick him。  Of course it's the

penit ain't your stodgy fingersoh; no!  P'r'aps you'd like to

hev a few more boxes o' quills and gold pens and Gillott's best

thrown in; for two bits a lesson?  I tell you what!  I'll throw up

the contract in another minit!  There goes another quill busted!

Look here; what YOU want ain't a pen; but a clothes…pin and a split

nail!  That'll about jibe with your dilikit gait。〃



The master at once stepped to the window and; unobserved; took a

quick survey of the interior。  Following some ingenious idea of his

own regarding fitness; the beautiful Filgee had induced Uncle Ben

to seat himself on the floor before one of the smallest desks;

presumably his brother's; in an attitude which; while it certainly

gave him considerable elbow…room for those contortions common to

immature penmanship; offered his youthful instructor a superior

eminence; from which he hovered; occasionally swooping down upon

his grown…up pupil like a mischievous but graceful jay。  But Mr。

Ford's most distinct impression was that; far from resenting the

derogatory position and the abuse that accompanied it; Uncle Ben

not only beamed upon his persecutor with unquenchable good humor;

but with undisguised admiration; and showed not the slightest

inclination to accept his proposed resignation。



〃Go slow; Roop;〃 he said cheerfully。  〃You was onct a boy yourself。

Nat'rally I kalkilate to stand all the damages。  You've got ter

waste some powder over a blast like this yer; way down to the bed

rock。  Next time I'll bring my own pens。〃



〃Do。  Some from the Dobell school you uster go to;〃 suggested the

darkly ironical Rupert。  〃They was iron…clad injin…rubber; warn't

they?〃



〃Never you mind wot they were;〃 said Uncle Ben good…humoredly。

〃Look at that string of 'C's' in that line。  There's nothing mean

about THEM。〃



He put his pen between his teeth; raised himself slowly on his

legs; and shading his eyes with his hand from the severe

perspective of six feet; gazed admiringly down upon his work。

Rupert; with his hands in his pockets and his back to the window;

cynically assisted at the inspection。



〃Wot's that sick worm at the bottom of the page?〃 he asked。



〃Wot might you think it wos?〃 said Uncle Ben beamingly。



〃Looks like one o' them snake roots you dig up with a little mud

stuck to it;〃 returned Rupert critically。



〃That's my name。〃



They both stood looking at it with their heads very much on one

side。  〃It ain't so bad as the rest you've done。  It MIGHT be your

name。  That ez; it don't look like anythin' else;〃 suggested

Rupert; struck with a new idea that it was perhaps more professional

occasionally to encourage his pupil。  〃You might get on in course o'

time。  But what are you doin' all this for?〃 he asked suddenly。



〃Doin' what?〃



〃This yer comin' to school when you ain't sent; and you ain't got

no call to goyou; a grown…up man!〃



The color deepened in Uncle Ben's face to the back of his ears。 〃Wot

would you giv' to know; Roop?  S'pose I reckoned some day to make a

strike and sorter drop inter saciety easyeh?  S'pose I wanted to

be ready to keep up my end with the other fellers; when the time

kem?  To be able to sling po'try and read novels and sicheh?〃



An expression of infinite and unutterable scorn dawned in the eyes

of Rupert。  〃You do?  Well;〃 he repeated with slow and cutting

deliberation; 〃I'll tell you what you're comin' here for; and the

only thing that makes you come。〃



〃What?〃



〃It'ssomegirl!〃



Uncle Ben broke into a boisterous laugh that made the roof shake;

stamping about and slapping his legs till the crazy floor trembled。

But at that moment the master stepped to the perch and made a quiet

but discomposing entrance。





CHAPTER IV。





The return of Miss Cressida McKinstry to Indian Spring and her

interrupted studies was an event whose effects were not entirely

confined to the school。  The broken engagement itself seemed of

little moment in the general estimation compared to her resumption

of her old footing as a scholar。  A few ill…natured elders of her

own sex; and naturally exempt from the discriminating retort of Mr。

McKinstry's 〃shot…gun;〃 alleged that the Seminary at Sacramento had

declined to receive her; but the majority accepted her return with

local pride as a practical compliment to the educational facilities

of Indian Spring。  The Tuolumne 〃Star;〃 with a breadth and eloquence

touchingly disproportionate to its actual size and quality of type

and paper; referred to the possible 〃growth of 

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