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The Misses Avery knew the girls by name already, having talked much with Prudence. "Such a Fairy!" gasped Miss Millicent, and the others echoed the gasp, but wordlessly. For Fairy for very nearly as tall as her father, built upon generous lines, rather commanding in appearance, a little splendid-looking.
Chamber of Commerce at London, and then a careful reading of the following letter: Avery Island, La., June 17, 1912. I have before me your letter of June 8th, asking for information as to whether or no egrets shed their plumes at their nesting places in sufficient quantities to enable them to be gathered commercially.
While he was idly pondering, satisfied to be inside, a well-dressed man passed up the lobby, stopped, looked sharply, as if not sure of his memory, and then approached. Hurstwood recognised Cargill, the owner of the large stables in Chicago of the same name, whom he had last seen at Avery Hall, the night Carrie appeared there.
The nurse's face was very grave as she came on duty, but after an interval of steady watching, during which the wind blew in with rising freshness from the sea, she turned to Avery, saying, "I think she will revive." Avery nodded and slipped away. There was not much time left. She ran all the way to the post-office and scribbled a message there with trembling fingers. "Jeanie wants you.
"It's dear of you to think of it," said Mrs. Lorimer wistfully. "Yes, it did do Jeanie good in the autumn. But Avery " "It will do Avery good too," he said. "She can take that cottage at Stanbury Cliffs for the whole summer if she likes. Tell her to! And look here! Will you take her a message from me?" "A written message?" asked Mrs. Lorimer. He pulled out a pocket-book. "Six words," he said.
Lorimer's life only Avery had any conception, for she shared it with her during every hour of the day. Perhaps her own burden weighed more heavily upon her than ever before at that time, for the anxiety she suffered was sometimes more than she could bear. For Piers had gone from her without a word. Straight from Jeanie's death-bed he had gone, without a single word of explanation or farewell.
I wonder when you'll be back again." "Not at present, I think," said Avery, trying not to be disconcerted by his abruptness. He looked down at her whimsically. "You're a good sort, Avery," he said. "I won't be so violent next time." "There mustn't be a next time," she said quickly. "Please Piers, that must be quite understood!" "All right," he said again. "I understand."
Her absence troubled no one; in fact Julian, having over-heard her excuse, remarked rudely that if she was going to put on side, they were better off without her; and Avery secretly agreed with him. So in cheery accord they went their careless way through the preserves, scaring the birds and filling their baskets with great industry.
"Move not at your peril," he said, as a stir in the throng seemed to indicate the presence of some brave spirits who would have shielded their young princess. "Master Feodary, bid your varlets stand to their arms." And at a word from Master Avery Mitchell, late Lord of Misrule, there flashed from beneath the cloaks of certain tall figures on the circle's edge the halberds of the guard.
Finding her hold had slackened, he got up, lighted a lamp, and sat down with its light streaming across his rugged face. "I don't know what you have been thinking of me all this time," he said, "if you have stooped to think of me at all." "I have often thought of you," Avery answered.
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