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However
,
there
was
little
trace
of
enmity
in
her
greeting
.
Her
hair
was
still
spread
,
like
a
broad
patch
of
back
,
and
she
made
that
her
excuse
for
not
getting
up
.
In
answer
to
Annixter
’
s
embarrassed
inquiry
after
Magnus
,
she
sent
the
Chinese
cook
to
call
him
from
the
office
;
and
Annixter
,
after
tying
his
horse
to
the
ring
driven
into
the
trunk
of
one
of
the
eucalyptus
trees
,
came
up
to
the
porch
,
and
,
taking
off
his
hat
,
sat
down
upon
the
steps
.
“
Is
Harran
anywhere
about
?
”
he
asked
.
“
I
’
d
like
to
see
Harran
,
too
.
”
“
No
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Derrick
,
“
Harran
went
to
Bonneville
early
this
morning
.
”
She
glanced
toward
Annixter
nervously
,
without
turning
her
head
,
lest
she
should
disturb
her
outspread
hair
.
“
What
is
it
you
want
to
see
Mr
.
Derrick
about
?
”
she
inquired
hastily
.
“
Is
it
about
this
plan
to
elect
a
Railroad
Commission
?
Magnus
does
not
approve
of
it
,
”
she
declared
with
energy
.
“
He
told
me
so
last
night
.
”
Annixter
moved
about
awkwardly
where
he
sat
,
smoothing
down
with
his
hand
the
one
stiff
lock
of
yellow
hair
that
persistently
stood
up
from
his
crown
like
an
Indian
’
s
scalp
-
lock
.
At
once
his
suspicions
were
all
aroused
.
Ah
!
this
feemale
woman
was
trying
to
get
a
hold
on
him
,
trying
to
involve
him
in
a
petticoat
mess
,
trying
to
cajole
him
.
Upon
the
instant
,
he
became
very
crafty
;
an
excess
of
prudence
promptly
congealed
his
natural
impulses
.
In
an
actual
spasm
of
caution
,
he
scarcely
trusted
himself
to
speak
,
terrified
lest
he
should
commit
himself
to
something
.
He
glanced
about
apprehensively
,
praying
that
Magnus
might
join
them
speedily
,
relieving
the
tension
.
“
I
came
to
see
about
giving
a
dance
in
my
new
barn
,
”
he
answered
,
scowling
into
the
depths
of
his
hat
,
as
though
reading
from
notes
he
had
concealed
there
.
“
I
wanted
to
ask
how
I
should
send
out
the
invites
.
I
thought
of
just
putting
an
ad
.
in
the
’
Mercury
.
’
”
But
as
he
spoke
,
Presley
had
come
up
behind
Annixter
in
time
to
get
the
drift
of
the
conversation
,
and
now
observed
:
“
That
’
s
nonsense
,
Buck
.
You
’
re
not
giving
a
public
ball
.
You
MUST
send
out
invitations
.
”
“
Hello
,
Presley
,
you
there
?
”
exclaimed
Annixter
,
turning
round
.
The
two
shook
hands
.
