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Missy, who had all but forgotten that she was here for a serious purpose, suddenly explained she had to get her "copy" into the office by ten o'clock; for the paper went to press next morning. "I must go now and see some of the ladies," she said reluctantly. "Well, of course, if you'd rather talk to the ladies " responded Mr. Briggs, banteringly. "Oh, it's not that!"
"Briggs had better go and see to your luggage, and if you will accept my mother's company " "You cannot go?" There is a soft pleading, a regret that touches him, and makes him feel that he is playing false, and yet he surely is not. There is no reason why he should tell her of the coming step when he has hardly decided himself. "No," he answers, briefly. "I ought not leave St. Vincent an hour.
Presently there came a tap at the door, and the gorgeous Briggs entered. He held himself like an automaton, and spoke as though repeating a lesson. "His lordship's compliments, and will her la'ship lunch in the dining-room to-day?" "No," said Lady Winsleigh curtly. "Luncheon for myself and Mrs. Marvelle can be sent up here." Briggs still remained immovable.
"Plenty of prime beef and good fresh water, Briggs; but scarcely any cartridges." "That's right, sir; and so I took the liberty, when I got a chance, of saying a word to the Colonel." "What about?" "The Doppies' ammunition-wagons, sir." "Ah!" cried Denham, rising to his elbow.
But time was when no ship afloat could match her for either looks or speed. Aye, she was a beauty. Remember how she looked in the old days, Briggs?" Briggs did.
Lang, I intend to ride that 'critter, as you call him, across the desert. Will he bolt while I am mounting?" "Mebby. All ready now." "Have you any last requests to make, Grace Harlowe?" asked Elfreda Briggs frowningly. Elfreda strongly disapproved of Grace's "foolhardiness," as she called it. "Yes, keep back and give me plenty of room. See that the other girls do the same.
It was late when Grace and Elfreda were aroused by Washington talking, muttering in his sleep, then the nerves of the two girls leaped to attention as, out of the bushes on Miss Briggs' side of the camp, a twig snapped. It was accompanied by a sound that indicated the presence of a human being. "Who goes?" demanded Elfreda sharply. Bang!
What have I been thinking of? Don't stand. Please sit down." She accepted the invitation. As she walked toward the chair it seemed to me that she staggered a little. I noticed then for the first time, how very slender she was, almost emaciated. There were dark hollows beneath her eyes and her face was as white as the bed-linen No, I am wrong; it was whiter than Mrs. Briggs' bed-linen.
The kind of illusion in which a man is seen and heard to converse with empty air, is common to the cases of Bezuel and of Briggs, and the writer is acquainted, at first hand, with a modern example. Mrs. Crowe cites, on the authority of the late Mr. Maurice Lothian, solicitor for the plaintiff, a suit which arose out of 'hauntings, and was heard in the sheriff's court, at Edinburgh, in 1835-37.
"I am afraid Mr Briggs is too busy to see me, and if so, I will come another time." "No, ma'am," said the boy, "master's only looking over his things from the wash." "Will you tell him, then, that I am waiting?" "I has, ma'am; but master misses his shaving-rag, and he says he won't come to the Mogul till he's found it." And then he went on with sharpening his knife.
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