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"And I have got a surprise for you! I have just! You may say it's some surprise." She turned towards the cab. "Musa, now do come out of that wagon." And from the blackness of the cab's interior gingerly stepped Musa, holding a violin case in his hand. "Mrs. Spatt," said Nick. "Let me introduce Mr. Musa. Mr. Musa is perhaps the greatest violinist in Paris or in Europe. Very old friend of ours.
Nevertheless, I doubt if there is much in the mystery worthy of a connoisseur's attention. It strikes me as smacking of the made-up, the theatric; it has something of the air commercial about it an advertisement, perhaps." "Nonsense!" I retorted, warmly. "Well, let the event decide. The cab's number did you note it?" "No." "It was No. 872," said Indiman. The Philadelphia Quizzing-Glass
Once in the cab he slipped insensibly into a nap, and slept soundly on, as reckless of the cab's swift pace and continuous jouncing as of the sunlight glaring full in his tired young face.
"The cab's at the dure," announced Debby in an abused voice, feeling that this lively talk was scarce seemly in view of the near separation to follow. Debby cherished grief, and felt it a Christian duty to make much of it, perhaps because her sunny nature would of itself throw it off too lightly. At her word all was quickly changed.
"Is the wish father to the thought?" The lights of the station flickered, but Charlie saw, or thought he saw, a hasty unpremeditated gesture of protest. "Dolly!" he whispered. "Hush, hush! How can you now before we know?" "The cab's waiting," called Deane. "Come along." They got in in silence. The General and the Deanes went first, and the three young people followed in a second vehicle.
Since the previous night the real womanly note awakened in Ethel. Her heart went out to Peg. Peg looked up wonderingly from the chair. "Me cab's at the door!" she said, warningly to Jerry. "I am sorry to insist, but you must give me a few, moments," said the Chief Executor. "MUST?" cried Peg. "It is urgent," replied Jerry quietly.
I tell you, it's a lark, nothing more. A gentleman's word." "I'll start for my diggings." "Ride home with me; my cab's here somewhere." "No, thanks. I've got a little thinking to do and prefer to be alone. Good night." "And good luck go with you. Deuce take it, if you feel so badly. . . ." There was no reply; and Kitty decided that the younger man had gone on.
He had passed it before he realized this; but the fact stirred him into wakefulness again, and when his cab's wheels slipped around the City Hall corner, he remembered to look up at the other big clock-face that keeps awake over the railroad station and measures out the night. He gave a gasp of consternation when he saw that it was half-past two, and that there was but ten minutes left to him.
Dave was carried down the Court by his uncle with great joy, and Michael Ragstroar seized the opportunity to tie himself somehow round the axle of the cab's backwheels, and get driven some distance free of charge. Dave, as seen by Dolly on his return, was still painfully white, and could not walk.
The three occupants of the cab's seat who had previously clamoured for Mr. Peters' removal, now inconsistently resisted it; suddenly he came out with a jerk, and we had him fairly upright on the pavement minus a collar and tie and the buttons of his evening waistcoat.
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