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The report, incidentally, is slanted in a way that obscures its vital nature, but on the basis of what has been said at this meeting, I'm sure you'll find all your answers." Brent paused, waiting for questions. When none came, he said, "I guess that about covers it, gentlemen at least, all that we have at the moment. You'll be kept informed. The meeting is adjourned." He glanced around.
He seems small beside Brent and he is small." Spenser in his optimistic dreaming aloud had reached a point where it was necessary to assign Susan a role in his dazzling career. "You'll not have to go on the stage," said he. "I'll look out for you.
"We are notoriously fond of brimstone, if it is not too strong. A suspicion of it." Her colour was high, and she was surprised at her own vivacity. It seemed strange that she should be holding her own in this manner with the renowned Trixton Brent. No wonder, after four years of Rivington, that she tingled with an unwonted excitement. At this point Mr.
Truscomb and the overseer of the room maintain that the accident was due to his own carelessness; but the hands say that it was caused by the fact of the cards being too near together, and that just such an accident was bound to happen sooner or later." Miss Brent drew an eager breath. "And what do you say?" "That they're right: the carding-room is shamefully overcrowded.
Curtenty named a sum startlingly less, ending in sixpence. 'I'll tak' it, said the gooseherd, in a tone that closed on the bargain like a vice. The Deputy-Mayor perceived himself the owner of twelve geese and two ganders one Brent, one Barnacle. It was a shock, but he sustained it. Involuntarily he looked at Mr. Gordon.
Of course, I had a right to burn him out!" "I'm glad you did," Brent soothingly agreed. "I only knew the facts yesterday, when he happened to be telling about it." "Telling about it! What do you mean, sir? What lie could that scoundrel have invented?" For a moment Brent looked the excited man steadily in the eyes, and the Colonel realized that further dissimulation was useless.
Indeed, the notion of appearing alone, or with Brent, at that dinner-party, appalled her. And suddenly an idea presented itself. Brent leaned over, and began to direct the chauffeur to a well-known hotel. She interrupted him. "No," she said, "I'd rather go to the Holland House."
Slowly they drew away from the dread spot, and soon came to a more populous locality where the lights of honest shops and peaceful homes gave them a sense of greater security and brought a feeling of unreality to the horrors through which they had passed. A taxi-driver hailed them, and in a short time they were rolling along the Cliff Drive and had arrived at Brent Rock.
Freddie showed that he would have hated Brent, would have burst out against him, for the unhuman, inhuman way he was treating her, had it not been that Brent was so admirably serving his design to have her finally and forever disgusted and done with the stage.
Something had happened to his mind and he was busy struggling with it. That was all that was important. The strange lethargy that came like a cloud over his mind was beyond understanding. Captain Abrams looked into the closet and back at Brent Taber. His lips were back a little off his teeth. With Abrams, this indicated anger. "All right. What does Washington do about this one?
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