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I stole after Dicky as he went down
stairs TO interview Mr.. Brennan. our
landlord. who for some reason had
came the day before we were TO move
and had asked to see my husband.
l knew that our eccentric landlord
was intoxicated, and probably ugly.
1 also knew Dicky's violent, easily
aroused temper, and feared an alter
cation between the two men. l had
no idea what I could do in a contin-
gency but with the futile protective
instinct in times Of danger, which
women share with men, 1 got as near
as l could to my husband without his
knowing I was near. something Of
which l was devoutly in hope he would
remain ignorant.
Il am surprised, Mister Gr-raham,"
began our landlord ponderously. and
slurring his RS in the exaggerated
manner common with him when under
the influence of liquor. ito find no
sign of your moving out Of my house"
Dicky famed instantly. ! knew it
by the way he threw up his head,
although his voice was controlled, if
icy as he answered the man.
AS our lease is not up until tomor-
row, don't see why that should worry
you"
But it does worry me-" came the
unexpected reply. Il have me own
sticks of furniture comm in here to-
morrow morning, and / don't want to
take any chance of not havin' you out"
You're mistaken on one point, Mr..
Brennan" Dicky said coclly. You
will have no sticks of furniture COM
in in here tomorrow mornin'" His
mockery of the other mans tone was
insolently pointed. L trembled as ]
heard it.
81 WAS so AFRAID"
And why not" The words were
like the crack of a whip lash, the
man fairly bristled with anger under
them.
Because my lease happens to read
until noon, tomorrow" Dicky replied
with every appearance of nonchalance,
although 1 knew how furious he was
underneath his mask. Until that
time, 1 have possession of the proper
ty, and 1 want you to understand that
you have no business being here until
then. So kindly take yourself off,
Fairly livid with rage, the man
lunged at Dicky, who easily side
stepped his drunken rush, and our
landlord already unsteady from his
potations, measured his length upon
the veranda floor.
With a sneering, tantanzing little
/ laugh, Dicky stepped back into the
hall, and when Mr.. Brennan unstead-
lily got up from where he had fallen,
he looked around ludicrously for his
missing adversary When he finally
spied Dicky, he shook his fist menac-
ingly.
TN have the law on you for this"
he cried. An let me tell you IL livery
bit of your traps isn't out of this gate
by the stroke of noon tomorrow, you
will be havin' a foine tonne on y'rI
hands"
He lurched off down the path to the
gate, and forgetting my fear Of
Dicky's knowing that I had followed
him-emerged from my hiding place
and flew to him
| ooh! l was so afraid you We're going
to have a fight" I gasped and Dicky
/ frowned, even while he patted my
shoulder reassuringly.
WILL YOU"
You ought to know better than TO
follow me down into a scrap" he said
Then he looked thoughtfully after our
landlord.
There's one thing sure" he went
on. We've got TO be out of here by
noon tomorrow. He's within his rights
there, and would like nbthing better
than to do us in any way he can. I'll
get hold of Jim, and have him get
William Trumbull and the push cart
| Wen move by push cart If no other
way. Would you like to ride on top
Of the load?"
l smiled family. I was in no mood
for raillery,
"Dicky," I said, there's one thing
you simply must consider We never
can get those papers and books Of
yours moved over by tomorrow noon.
They aren't even packed. and you
know the library is piled full Of them,
and there are many more in the attic
There's more than one wagon load Of
them"
What rot!" exclaimed Dlcl1y, with
the usual husbandly inability to esti-
mate any domestic work to be done.
/ There are only a few boxes. I'll tell
you what I'll do. I'll get some boxes
up from the grocer's and pack the
stuff right away"
But I knew Dicky. had seen him
in action-or rather inaction-when
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