If they
didn't seem good enough--why--"
"Well--what?"
"Why, then Leander'd have to go to war and his dad could go to--"
"Eh? Go on. I want to hear you say it. Where could he go?"
Jed wiped the surplus paint from his brush on the edge of the can.
"To sellin' hardware," he concluded, gravely, but with a twinkle in
his eye.
Captain Sam sniffed, perhaps in disappointment. "His hardware'd
melt where I'D tell him to go," he declared. "What you say is all
right, Ed. It's an easy doctrine to preach, but, like lots of
other preacher's doctrines, it's hard to live up to. Phin loves me
like a step-brother and I love him the same way. Well, now here he
comes to ask me to do a favor for him. If I don't do it, he'll
say, and the whole town'll say, that I'm ventin' my spite on him,
keepin' on with my grudge, bein' nasty, cussed, everything that's
mean. If I do do it, if I let Leander off, all hands'll say that I
did it because I was afraid of Phineas and the rest would say the
other thing. It puts me in a devil of a position. It's all right
to say, 'Do your duty,' 'Stand up in your shoes,' 'Do what you
think's right, never mind whose boy 'tis,' and all that, but I
wouldn't have that old skunk goin' around sayin' I took advantage
of my position to rob him of his son for anything on earth. I
despise him too much to give him that much satisfaction.
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