But old
Hon laughed at him and told him he was an old fool and to "git
another pair o' specs" and maybe he could see that the "little
gal" was in love. This startled Uncle Billy, for he was so like a
father to June that he was as slow as a father in recognizing that
his child has grown to such absurd maturity. But looking back to
the beginning--how the little girl had talked of the "furriner"
who had come into Lonesome Cove all during the six months he was
gone; how gladly she had gone away to the Gap to school, how
anxious she was to go still farther away again, and, remembering
all the strange questions she asked him about things in the
outside world of which he knew nothing--Uncle Billy shook his head
in confirmation of his own conclusion, and with all his soul he
wondered about Hale--what kind of a man he was and what his
purpose was with June--and of every man who passed his mill he
never failed to ask if he knew "that ar man Hale" and what he
knew. All he had heard had been in Hale's favour, except from
young Dave Tolliver, the Red Fox or from any Falin of the crowd,
which Hale had prevented from capturing Dave.
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