"There"s some sense in your sayin" that," said the handy-man, shaking his head. "You ought to feel happy."
"You don"t ask after your children, Joe.--"
"Don"t I? Well, maybe you don"t give me no time to!" said Mr.
Montgomery, but without any special enthusiasm, since the truth was that his interest in his numerous offspring was most casual.
"They"re all well, and the littlest, Tom--the one you never seen--has got his first tooth!" said Nellie.
Joe grunted at this information.
"He"ll have more by and by, won"t he?" he said.
"How you talk, of course he will!"
"He"d have a devil of a time chewin" his food if he didn"t," observed, the handy-man with a throaty chuckle.
"And, Joe, I got the twenty dollars you sent!"
"Is any of it left?" inquired Mr. Montgomery, with sudden interest.
"The rent and things took it all. That was the n.o.blest act you ever done, Joe; it made me certain you was thinkin" of us, and from the moment I got that money I was sure you would come back no matter what people said!"
"Humph!" said Joe. "Is there anything in the house fit to eat? Because if there is, I"ll feed my face right now!"
"Do set down, Joe; I"ll have something for you in a minute--why didn"t you tell me you was hungry?"
She was already rattling plates and knives at the cupboard, and Joe took the chair she had quitted when he entered the house, stretching his legs under his own table with a sense of deep satisfaction. He had not considered it worth his while to visit the kitchen sink, although his mode of life, as well as his mode of travel for days past, had covered him with dust and grime; nor did he take off his ragged cap. It had always been his custom to wear it in the privacy of his own home, it was one of the last things he removed before going to bed at night; at all other times it reposed on the top of his curly red head as the only safe place for a cap to be.
"I was real worried about Arthur along in March," said Mrs. Montgomery, as such odds and ends as had survived the appet.i.tes of all the little Montgomerys began to a.s.semble themselves on the table.
"What"s he been a-doin"?" inquired Arthur"s father.
"It was his chest," explained Nellie.
Joe grunted. By this time his two elbows were planted on the edge of the table and his mouth was brought to within six scant inches of his plate.
The handy-man"s table manners were not his strong point.
"Oh, I guess his chest is all right!" he paused to say.
"I thought it was best to be on the safe side, so I took him up-town and had his health examined by a doctor. He had to take off his shirt so he could hear Arthur"s lungs."
"Well, I"m d.a.m.ned,--what did he do that for?" cried Joe, profoundly astonished.
"It was a mercy I"d washed him first," added Nellie, not comprehending the reason of her husband"s sudden show of interest though gratified by it.
"Lord, I thought you meant the doctor had took off his shirt!" said Joe.
"He"s all right now, ain"t he?"
"Yes, but he did have such an alarmin" cough; it hung on and hung on, it seemed to me like it was on his chest, but the doctor said no, and I was that relieved! I used some of the twenty dollars to pay him and to get medicine from the drug store."
Joe was cramming his mouth full of cold meat and bread, and for the moment could not speak; when at length he could and did, it was to say:
"I hear Andy Gilmore"s left town?"
"Yes, all of a sudden, and no one knows where he"s gone!"
"I guess he"s had enough of Mount Hope, and I guess Mount Hope"s had enough of him!" remarked Joe.
"They say the police was goin" to stop the gamblin" in his rooms if he hadn"t gone when he did."
"Well, I hope he"ll catch h.e.l.l wherever he is!" said Joe, with a sullen drop to his voice.
"For a while after you left, Joe, they didn"t give me no peace at all--the police and detectives, I mean--they was here every day! And Shrimplin told me they was puttin" advertis.e.m.e.nts in the papers all over the country."
"What for?" inquired Montgomery uneasily.
"They wanted to find out where you"d gone; it seemed like they was determined to get you back as a witness for the trial," explained Nellie.
Montgomery"s uneasiness increased. He began to wonder fearfully if he was in any danger, vague forebodings a.s.sailed him. Suppose he was pinched and sent up. His face blanched and his small blue eyes slid around in their sockets. Nellie was evidently unaware of the feeling of terror her words had inspired, for she continued:
"But it didn"t make no difference in the end that you wasn"t here, for everybody says it was you that hanged John North; you get all the credit for that!"
Montgomery"s hands fell at his side.
"Me hanged John North! _Me hanged John North!_" he repeated. "But he ain"t hanged--G.o.d A"mighty, he ain"t hanged yet!"
His voice shot up into a wail of horrified protest. Nellie regarded him with a look of astonishment. She had been rather sorry for young John North, but she had also felt a certain wifely pride in Joe"s connection with the case.
"No, he ain"t hanged yet but he will be in the morning!" she said.
The handy-man sprang to his feet, knocking over the chair in which he had been seated.
"What"s that?" he roared.
"Why, haven"t you heard? He"s to be hung in the morning."
Joe glared at her with starting eyes.
"What will they do that for--hang him--hang John North!" He tore off his ragged cap and dashed it to the floor at his feet. "To h.e.l.l with Andy Gilmore and to h.e.l.l with Marsh Langham--that"s why they drove me out of town--to h.e.l.l with "em both!" he shouted, and his great chest seemed bursting with pent-up fury.
"Why, whatever do you mean, Joe?" cried Nellie.
"He never done it--you hear me--and they _know_ it! You sure you got the straight of this--they are goin" to hang young John North?" He seized her roughly by the shoulders.
"Yes--how you take on, Joe--"
"Take on!" he shouted. "You"d take on too if you stood in my place.
You"re sure you know what you"re talkin" about?"