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was here…she felt safe.
    When the men
arrived in front of the house they both jumped down from their horses and ran
over to the front porch.  Daphne noticed something different about Mr.
Gantry; he was acting strangely…scared.  She looked at Micah
quizzically.  What had happened at the bank? 
    “Hello Ms. Haynes,”
Mr. Gantry spoke in a voice that was familiar to Daphne, but the meanness was
gone from it.
    “Hello Mr. Gantry,”
she said almost as a question.  “How can I help you this evening?  I
am working on getting out of the house.  I will be gone by sundown, I
promise.”
    “That won’t be
necessary, Ms. Haynes.”  Mr. Albertson stepped forward stretching his hand
out to shake hers.  “It appears the bank has made a mistake and you will
no longer need to vacate the premises today, or ever I suppose.”  He
motioned for Mr. Gantry to come forward.  Mr. Gantry rushed to the man’s
side reaching into his breast pocket to pull out the deed to the farm. 
“Here is the deed to the land, Ms. Haynes.  I trust you will find it is
all in order.”
    Daphne looked at
the paper in disbelief as she took it from Mr. Gantry’s outstretched
hand.  She handed it to Micah who had a broad smile on his face.  He
nodded, “Everything appears to be in order gentlemen, but I am confused. 
You were prepared to take this property at sundown when you suddenly realized
the bank made a mistake?  Aren’t you two the bank in this
scenario?  Didn’t you two make a mistake?” 
    Daphne had never
heard anyone talk to the bankers this way before.  They had the whole town
under their thumb with overpriced mortgages and scare tactics.  Micah had
nothing to fear from these men, however.  He owed them nothing and they
were threatening someone he loved.  Daphne was impressed and glad he was
there.
    “Well, yes
sir.”  Mr. Albertson looked uncomfortable as he made this admission.
    “Why didn’t you say
that then?  We made a mistake.”
    “I am sorry. 
Ms. Haynes, we made a mistake in foreclosing on you early.  Will you
forgive us?”
    “I suppose
so.  I am glad to have my farm back.”
    “Thank you, Ms.
Haynes,” Mr. Albertson said.
    “Yes, thank you,”
Mr. Gantry added.  “We best be on our way I
suppose.”
    The two men turned to
leave when Micah stopped them.  “Was there anything else gentlemen?” 
They knew he was referring to the candlesticks and stopped dead in their
tracks.  Mr. Gantry was hoping he may have forgotten about them, because
he was unable to get them back.
    “Well, you see, I
was unable to get the candlesticks.”
    “Hmmm.   Unacceptable.   You see I said I wanted the candlesticks
back, and I didn’t want to see you here without them.  Yet, here you are,
and no candlesticks.”
    Mr. Gantry was
squirming; racking his brain for an answer that may get him out of
trouble.  “I’m sorry sir.  I tried my hardest, and I didn’t want to
miss the deadline you had set.  You said you wanted us here in an hour.”
    “With the
candlesticks,” Micah interrupted.  “What should we do about this, Daph ?”
    “I think we ought
to let them off the hook.  I already have all that I need.”  She
leaned into him and gave him a kiss.  “I’ll be happy without the
candlesticks.”
    “You boys are
lucky.  I am not nearly as forgiving about these sorts of things as Ms.
Haynes is.  As far as I am concerned, you folks stole those from her when
you sold ‘ em ; and that is what I told the marshal
this afternoon when I talked to him about the board’s actions.  He
promised to look into it right away.  You boys are fortunate you were only
following orders.  Looks as if all you’re going to lose is your jobs.”
    His last words fell
like a hammer on the men’s ears.  “You have no authority to make such a
decision,” Mr. Gantry said indignantly.  “Just because you have two
million dollars in the bank doesn’t mean you control the place.”
    “You’re right, Mr. Gantry,