"A warrant could be issued against your son for disturbing the peace,"
came the disgusted reply of Lawyer Demarest. "As for Benson, all he did
was to protect himself when insulted and assaulted unjustly. It was a
disgraceful affair, my dear sir. Now, let us get away from here before
we're exposed to more ridicule."
Neither Mr. Farnum nor Mr. Pollard had said a word. Now, smiling
quietly, they returned to the yard. The crowd broke up. The Melville
party kept on to the hotel of Jabez Holt not far away.
CHAPTER VI
THE "POLLARD" HAS A RIVAL
Capital, backed by energy, can often accomplish wonders.
On the next day after the Melville squall in the boatyard office, Jacob
Farnum, looking out of a window, and through the open gateway, saw three
heavily-laden lumber trucks go by.
"That looks like a good deal for little Dunhaven," he thought to himself.
"I wonder what's happening?"
His horse and buggy were in the yard. The young owner presently went out
and got into his vehicle, driving slowly along the street to the
northward.
About a third of a mile from his yard Mr. Farnum came to the spot where
the lumber was being unloaded. That was a hitherto vacant piece of land
located at the edge of a small deepwater cove. Mr. Melville and Don
were there, and also a gang of workmen. Carpenters were opening tool
chests, as though preparing to go to work.
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