ye don't know.There's more in Canaan than ye've understood.Listen to this: Why was the Tocsin's attack harder this morning than ever before? On yer soul didn't it sound so bitter that it sounded desprit? Now why? It looked to me as if it had started to ruin ye, this time fer good and all!
Why? What have ye had to do with Martin Pike lately? Has the old wolf GOT to injure ye?" Mr.
Sheehan's voice rose and his eyes gleamed under bushy brows."Think," he finished."What's happened lately to make him bite so hard?"There were some faded roses on the desk, and as Joe's haggard eyes fell upon them the answer came."What makes you think Judge Pike isn't trustworthy?" he had asked Ariel, and her reply had been: "Nothing very definite, unless it was his look when I told him that I meant to ask you to take charge of things for me."He got slowly and amazedly to his feet."You've got it!" he said.
"Ye see?" cried Mike Sheehan, slapping his thigh with a big hand."On my soul I have the penetration! Ye don't need to tell me one thing except this: I told ye I'd lead ye somewhere;haven't I kept me word?""Yes," said Joe.
"But I have the penetration!" exclaimed Mr.
Sheehan."Should I miss my guess if I said that ye think Pike may be scared ye'll stumble on his track in some queer performances? Should Imiss it?""No," said Joe."You wouldn't miss it."
"Just one thing more." The red-bearded man rose, mopping the inner band of his straw hat.
"In the matter of yer runnin' fer Mayor, now--"Joe, who had begun to pace up and down the room, made an impatient gesture."Pshaw!" he interrupted; but his friend stopped him with a hand laid on his arm.