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"Since the day before I last engaged you to give me music lessons,"
replied Huldy.
What the Professor would have said in reply to this will never be known;
for at that moment Mrs. Mason opened the door, and looking in, said,
"The Deacon's come."
Strout grasped his hat, and with a hurried bow and "Good morning" to
Huldy, left the room, closing the door behind him. It must be said for
the Professor that he bore defeat with great equanimity, and when he
reached the great kitchen and shook hands with Deacon Mason, who had
just come in from the barn, the casual observer would have noticed
nothing peculiar in his expression.
"Waal, Deacon," said he in a low tone, "did you git the money?"
"Oh, I've 'ranged 'bout the money," said the Deacon; "but I had a talk
with my lawyer, and he said it wasn't good bizness for me to pay over
the five hundred dollars till the store was actually knocked down to
you. Here's that note of yourn that the town clerk endorsed las' night.
Neow, when the auctioneer says the store is yourn I'll give yer the five
hundred dollars and take the note.


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