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"Well, I feel better now," declared Hal. "We've got something to do, so we won't feel as though we had no business here." "My sentiments, exactly," agreed Chester. "Well, they are not mine," declared Stubbs. "Say! what's the matter with you fellows, anyhow? Look at all the trouble we had finding a safe place to come down, and now you are running around looking for more trouble.
They pursued the flying Germans for some distance, and then turned back. Then the Belgians resumed their retreat to their own lines. Hal and Chester bore up bravely during this their first time under fire.
After that, she came no more; and the first phase of his life in San Francisco drifted definitely back of Bertram Chester. We shall stop with him only three or four times in the course of that winter wherein he made his beginnings.
He an't fit for indoors, added Mr Willet, with the confidential air of a man who felt his own superior nature. 'I do that; but if that chap had only a little imagination, sir 'He's an active fellow now, I dare swear, said Mr Chester, in a musing tone, which seemed to suggest that he would have said the same had there been nobody to hear him.
There was an exchange of gazes, but Scipion returned, counting and tendering the price of the book. "Well, good evening," Landry said, willing to linger; but "good evening," said both the others. Chester turned: "Beloiseau, I want to talk with you. Go, give yourself a dip, brush some of that hair, and we'll dine alone in some place away from things." "A dip, hah!
Two of their oars for the time are idle, and the sail, as it were, fast furled. But no: it is loose again! for, quick as thought, Harry Chester has drawn his knife, and, springing forward, cut the lapping cord with one rapid slash.
I spoke of the trees I noticed between Chester and London somewhat slightingly. But I did not form any hasty opinions from what happened to catch my eye.
The meaning in this attitude bore itself in, at length, even upon Bertram Chester; and he did not fail to glow with gratitude. He expressed that gratitude once or twice when he was alone with Kate. Somehow, it was easy for him to talk to her about such things. "Are you off the job to-night?" came the resonant voice of Bertram Chester over the telephone. "Yes!" Eleanor laughed.
And, as he spoke, he drew his hand from his pocket, disclosing to the uneasy gaze of his guardian an envelope yellow with age, worn and soiled from much handling, but upon which was the writing which he recognized, all too well, as that of Horace Chester, Bob's father.
"Why," he continued, stopping in front of Lucy and kissing her gently on the cheek, "I feel better right now than I have for a long time better inside, you know." Lucy did not understand exactly what he meant by the "inside," but she did not puzzle her head about it. She was happy to know that her father was so well and that Chester was speeding to her.
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