Galusha the Magnificent eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 405 pages of information about Galusha the Magnificent.

Cabot laughed delightedly.  “That fellow is a joy forever,” he declared.  “He’s one of the seven wonders of the world.”

Martha sniffed.  “Then the world better keep a sharp watch on the other six,” was her comment.  “I wouldn’t trust Raish Pulcifer alone with Bunker Hill monument—­not if ’twas a dark night and he had a wheelbarrow.”

Lulie came rushing from the sitting room.  She had heard all the Pulcifer-Bangs’ dialogue and her one desire was to thank Galusha.  But Galusha was not present.  While Martha and Mr. Cabot were at the window watching the departure of Raish, the little man had left the room.

“But I must see him,” cried Lulie.  “Oh, Martha, just think!  He is responsible for everything.  Not only for sending father the Psychical Society books, but for planning all that happened at the seance.  You heard what Raish said.  He said that Mr. Bangs put him up to bribing Marietta to pretend getting the message ordering father to sell his stock.  Why, if that is true—­and, of course, it must be—­and if—­if Nelson and I should—­if it should end right for us—­why, Martha, he will be the one who made it possible.  Oh, do you believe he did plan it, as Raish said?”

Martha nodded and turned away.  “He seems to have spent most of his time plannin’ for other folks,” she said.

“He didn’t come through the sitting room,” said Lulie, “so he must be in the kitchen with Primmie.  I’m going to find him.”

But she did not find him.  Primmie said that Mr. Bangs had come out into the kitchen, taken his hat and coat, and left the house by the back door.  Looking from that door, they saw his diminutive figure, already a good distance off, moving across the fields.

“He’s on his way to the graveyard,” declared Primmie.  Cabot was startled.

“On his way to the graveyard!” he repeated.  “Why, he looked remarkably well to me.  What do you mean?”

Lulie laughingly explained.  A few minutes later, declaring that she must leave her father alone no longer, she hurried away.  Martha watched her go.

“She scarcely knows there is ground under her feet,” she observed.  “A light heart makes easy ballast, so my father used to say.”

Cabot expressed his intention of starting for the city shortly after noon.

“Now that I know where those missing shares are, I can go with an easy conscience,” he said.  “I came ’way down here to get them and the faster I came the farther off they were.  Ha, ha!  It’s a great joke.  I’ve had a wonderful time, Miss Phipps.  Well, I must see Galusha and get him to sell that stock to me.  I don’t anticipate much difficulty.  The old boy didn’t even know nor care where Barbour had put it.”

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