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into his lips again.  “And I don’t like this beard
either.”
    Mr. Gantry cleared
his throat to try to get their attention so they could leave.  “Are we
done here sir?”
    “Yeah, we’re
done.  You boys should probably leave town now that you don’t have
jobs.  I will be happy to write reference letters for ya ’,
but if I hear even a whisper of you treating poor folks badly, I will find you
and I won’t be so lenient next time.” Without another word the two men got on
their horses and rode away.

Chapter 9
    Daphne and Johnny
wed a couple of weeks later and went on a proper honeymoon, something she never
got the first time around.  Daphne could not help feeling like the
luckiest person in the world.  A month earlier she had been on the verge
of bankruptcy, and was now married to the richest man she had ever known and
she loved him more than life itself, to boot.  Thanks to a steady diet, she
had put on some weight and looked more like her old self every day—slightly
older of course.
    Johnny had actually
purchased all of the land surrounding their property, and populated it with huge
crops of corn, beans, and dozens of other things.  He had also purchased
cattle, sheep, horses, chickens, and goats.  He employed nearly all the
town which had fallen into a depression because of the way the bank had been
treating the people, and it was coming back nicely.
    Every day, when he
came home from work, Johnny would hitch up the buckboard and take Daphne on a
ride around the property.  He had begun construction on a new home for the
two of them, and it was nearing completion.  One day when he arrived at
home he said, “ Daph , let’s go for a ride to look at
the house.  They started the trim today and I want to see how it
looks.”  He had had the trim shipped in from Europe and had not seen it
yet in person.
    The night was
beautiful and Daphne was enjoying the ride with her husband.  She slipped
her arm into his and laid her head on his shoulder.  “I love you,” she
whispered.  They rode on in silence each enjoying the company of the other
until they got to the new house.  He stepped down and came around to help
her to the ground.  They held hands as they walked to the front door.
    “Close your eyes,”
he said.
    “Why?  I have
seen the inside before.”
    “Just do it for me,
please?”
    She closed her
eyes.  He swept her off her feet, and carried her through the doorway. 
Setting her down he said, “Ok, open them!”
    When Daphne opened
her eyes she looked up at the ceiling to see the new crown molding.  “It
is beautiful, Johnny.”
    “Look, they
finished the fireplace today.”
    Daphne excitedly
looked over to the fireplace.  Tears sprang into her eyes as she ran
across the room. “How did you…”  She reached out and grabbed her
grandmother’s candlesticks from the mantle and clutched them to her
bosom.  It had been ten years since she had seen them, but she recognized
them instantly.
    “I bought them from
the people that the bank sold them to.”
    “You’re the reason
Mr. Gantry couldn’t get them back?”
    A smile was forming
on his lips.  “Yes ma’am.”
    She ran across the
room and jumped into his arms.  “Has our bed been delivered yet?”
    “I think so, why?”
    She smiled a huge
smile.  He smiled back, and carried her to their new bedroom.