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The sense of reluctance that had possessed her for so long amounted almost to a premonition of evil. "Avery!" Her husband's voice, curt, imperious, with just a tinge of anxiety broke in upon her. "Are you feeling faint or anything?" She looked at him. He was watching her with a frown between his eyes. "No, I am not faint," she said. "The heat makes my head ache, that's all."
The Avery barn must be inexhaustible in its resources." "How suspicious you are, Jerry," mourned Lark. "I wish we were that way, instead of innocent and bland and trustful. Maybe we would get rich, too. This is the first time I ever really understood how you came to be a success in business." "But you are quite wrong this time," said Lark seriously. "Old Mr. Avery gave me this rope."
A great reluctance to attend the wedding possessed her, wherefore she could not have said. But for some reason Piers was determined that she should go. He was even somewhat tyrannical on the subject, and rather than have a discussion Avery had yielded the point. For Piers was oddly difficult in those days.
I believe I let myself go rather what? Thanks awfully for being so sweet about it!" "My dear boy," Avery said, "you thank me for nothing! The matter is past. Don't let us re-open it!" She spoke with unconscious appeal. His hand squeezed hers in instant response. "All right. We won't.
He chid, laughed, rallied, was earnest and apologetic, and all this without being conscious of having done wrong. "I think you had better leave him alone," said Avery, after watching his fruitless efforts. "He doesn't want you." It was true; now Krafft had no thought for anyone but Avery. It was Avery here, and Avery there.
Then there came a sudden, hideous shock against the panel of the door. The socket of the bolt gave with the strain, but did not wholly yield. Avery shrank back trembling against the shadowy four-poster. She felt as if a raging animal were trying to force an entrance. Again came that awful shock. The wood splintered and rent, socket and bolt were torn free; the door burst inwards.
Heth, lightening, replied: "Of course, the gray crêpe-de-chine." "I think so, too. Only there's a rip at the bottom. I'm sure Flora hasn't touched it since Mr. Avery put his large foot straight through it." Having turned from the window, Carlisle yawned and glanced at the clock.
Cally confessed to a certain want of enthusiasm; asked her friend if she, too, didn't weary of their little merry-go-round at times. Nothing of the sort, however, would be admitted by Mats, who was now known to be having a really serious try for J. Forsythe Avery. "Dear," she went on before long, "do you know you seem to be changing entirely lately?
Jeanie called it "the desired haven," and confided to Avery that she was happier than she had ever been in her life before. Avery was happy too, but with a difference; for she knew in her secret heart that the days of her tranquillity were numbered.
The agents have been James Cook, 1830; Nelson Palmer, 1845; Samuel Lawrence, 1846; O.H. Perry, 1848; William T. Mann, 1851; Josiah Humphrey, 1852; James Cook, 1858; O.H. Perry, 1858; G.V. Fox, 1869; William C. Avery, 1874; O.H. Perry, from June, 1882. O. Saunderson, superintendent.
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