Спрут: Калифорнийская история

Chapter V

           Beforethesalesmanhadwrappedthemup,DykeslippedadimeintothetoeofeachwithawinkatAnnixter.

           “Letthelittletadfind’emthere,”hesaidbehindhishandinahoarsewhisper.“That’llbeoneonSid.”

           “Wheretonow?”demandedAnnixterastheyregainedthestreet.“I’mgoingdowntothePostOfficeandthenpulloutfortheranch.Goingmyway?”

           Dykehesitatedinsomeconfusion,tuggingattheendsofhisfineblondebeard.

           “No,no.IguessI’llleaveyouhere.I’vegot—gototherthingstodoupthestreet.Solong.”

           Thetwoseparated,andAnnixterhurriedthroughthecrowdtothePostOffice,butthemailthathadcomeinonthatmorning’strainwasunusuallyheavy.Itwasnearlyhalfanhourbeforeitwasdistributed.Naturallyenough,Annixterplacedalltheblameofthedelayupontherailroad,anddeliveredhimselfofsomepointedremarksinthemidstofthewaitingcrowd.Hewasirritatedtothelastdegreewhenhefinallyemergeduponthesidewalkagain,cramminghismailintohispockets.OnecauseofhisbadtemperwasthefactthatinthebundleofQuienSabeletterswasonetoHilmaTreeinaman’shandwriting.

           “Huh!”Annixterhadgrowledtohimself,“thatpipDelaney.SeemsnowthatI’mtoactasgo-betweenfor’em.Well,maybethatfeemalegirlgetsthisletter,andthen,again,maybeshedon’t.”

           Butsuddenlyhisattentionwasdiverted.DirectlyoppositethePostOffice,uponthecornerofthestreet,stoodquitethebestbusinessbuildingofwhichBonnevillecouldboast.ItwasbuiltofColusagranite,verysolid,ornate,imposing.

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