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seemed to loosen the paralyzed tongues, and everybody began talking and exclaiming at once. Clear and shrill above the confusion rose Mrs. George Pye’s voice.

“Yes, indeed, you may well say so. It is disgraceful. And to think how everybody trusted them! George will lose considerable by the crash, and so will a good many folks. Everything will have to go — Peter Baxter’s farm and Lige’s grand new house. Mrs. Peter won’t carry her head so high after this, I’ll be bound. George saw Lige at the Bridge, and he said he looked dreadful cut up and ashamed.”

“Who, or what’s to blame for the failure?” asked Mrs. Rachel Lynde sharply. She did not like Mrs. George Pye.

“There are a dozen different stories on the go,” was the reply. “As far as George could make out, Peter Baxter has been speculating with other folks’ money, and this is the result. Everybody always suspected that Peter was crooked; but you’d have thought that Lige would have kept him straight. He had always such a reputation for saintliness.”

“I don’t suppose Lige knew anything about it,” said Mrs. Rachel indignantly.

“Well, he’d ought to, then. If he isn’t a knave he’s a fool,” said Mrs. Harmon Andrews, who had