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He fairly forgot his manners, for, after all, he was, although in a desultory sort of way, a well-bred boy. The Carrolls, as far as their manners went, were gentlefolk, and came of a long line of gentlefolk.

And she's never alone, everyone in the neighborhood loves her !" Miss Lord would accompany them to the door when they went, wave to the boys through the glass panels, and go back to her desk still beaming. Happiest of all the times away from home were those Susan spent with the Carrolls, or with Anna in the Hoffmanns' beautiful city home.

Some of the creditors were partly satisfied with the things belonging to the Carrolls; some were taken to the Anderson house for Charlotte. As for Charlotte herself, she was, in reality, not so far from the fever which Mrs. Anderson had predicted. She adored her father. Every day she watched for a letter. At last Anderson told her as much as he could and not break his word to her father.

Even her dark hair seemed to get amethystine shadows, and her eyes, too. Carroll regarded her admiringly. "Amy, darling, you do get lovelier every day," he said. The others laughed and echoed him with fond merriment. "Doesn't she?" said Ina. "Amy's the prettiest girl in this old town," said Eddy, and all the Carrolls laughed like children. "Well, I'm glad you all admire me so much," Mrs.

He's heard all about Miss Carew's voice people that met her last year in Leipsic." Constance sat up. "Who, please?" "The Markhams and the Carrolls. Now will you be good?" Constance leaned back again, applying herself to her sewing. "I don't remember anybody of that name," mused Janet, looking at Constance. "Yes, you do friends of Mrs. Sears just stopping over a day?" The two pairs of eyes met.

"It's a pity men wasn't a little scarter sometimes," said his wife. Rawdy, grinning, tossed a bill to her. "Wa'n't you sayin' you wanted a dress?" said he. "I ruther guess I do. I 'ain't had one for two years." "I guess I'd better git a silk hat to wear. I suppose I shall have to drive some of the Carrolls' folks," said Rawdy, with a timid look at his wife.

I mentioned my suspicions to the Carrolls a few days afterwards, when I went down with the photographs, and found that they had discovered no trace of the lost pocketbook. But they seemed positively angry when I hinted that Ned Brooke might know more about its whereabouts than anyone else.

I do not complain. The one who has the best strength should bear the burden, and I have the strength, such as it is. None of us Carrolls need brag of strength, God knows. But I want to know how you came by that money. Yes, I suspect, and I am not ashamed. I have a right to suspect. How did you get that money?"

There was no time for anything, and the female Carrolls were pressing softly about for the last words. "I don't think the puppy belonged to that boy," Mrs. Carroll said. "He was just a little, stray dog." She had seen nothing of what Anderson had done, and neither had the others. There was manifestly nothing more to be done.

She scarcely sounded the t in Kentucky, since she also was of the South, where the languid air tends to produce elisions. The Carrolls came originally from Kentucky, and had lived there until after the births of the two daughters.