. Mark Tidd; his adventures and strategies . pen, shook it a little,and leaned over the table. He made thefirst letter of his name when there was a 297 MARK TIDD whopping racket on the porch and Mark camerunning slam-bang into the house. D-d-dad! he yelled. Dad! Mr. Tidd looked up and then heaved a bigsigh. Marcus, he said, youre all right! . Mark didnt pay any attention. Haveyou taken any money? he said. Have yous-s-signed anythin? Im just a-goin to/ says Mr. a-gittin what I kin. The engines gone—lost! Im gittin what I kin. Well, Mark just reached for that paper andmussed it all up in
. Mark Tidd; his adventures and strategies . pen, shook it a little,and leaned over the table. He made thefirst letter of his name when there was a 297 MARK TIDD whopping racket on the porch and Mark camerunning slam-bang into the house. D-d-dad! he yelled. Dad! Mr. Tidd looked up and then heaved a bigsigh. Marcus, he said, youre all right! . Mark didnt pay any attention. Haveyou taken any money? he said. Have yous-s-signed anythin? Im just a-goin to/ says Mr. a-gittin what I kin. The engines gone—lost! Im gittin what I kin. Well, Mark just reached for that paper andmussed it all up in his hand. He was so madhis fat cheeks shook. You, says he toCarver, git right out of here! G-g-git! Marcus, says his father, in that mild wayof his. Hes tryin to cheat you. Hes in withBatten and them folks. Uncle Ike and Mr. Whiteley and dad and Iwere all standing in the hall. Now stepped into the room. I dont know who you are, says he tothe lawyer, but if you know whats goodfor you youll take the first train out oftown. 298. MARK TIDD But, says Mr. Tidd, but my turbinesgone, and hell give me seven hundred— Your turbine aint gone, says Mark,stuttering so he could hardly speak. Itsout in the wagon right this m-m-m- Minute, I says, to help him out. The lawyer got up and edged around to thedoor. He didnt say a word, but put on hishat and went out of the house quick; and thatwas the end of him. Mr. Tidd sat like he was stunned, not know-ing exactly what had happened, and turningfrom one to the other of us with the blankestlook you ever saw. But, says he, what— Mr. Whiteley turned in then and told himthe whole business. As he went along de-scribing how Mark and I had gone after theengine Mr. Tidd kept looking at Mark andblinking; and pretty soon he stretched out hishand and took a hold of Mark and pulled himover close, hanging onto him tight. WhenMr. Whiteley told about the way we stood thesiege at the cave and fought Batten and BillMr. Tidd patted Mark soft-like
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