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I shall not forget it to my dying day." She walked away from me, her pretty head held high and her chin suspiciously aquiver. Colingraft hastened after her, but not without giving me a stare in which rage and wonder struggled for the mastery. I ran my hand over my moist brow. "Gee!" said Jasper, Jr. "You've corked her all right, all right."
However, I shall go to the city this morning, Mr. Smart. Pray give me the credit of having sense enough to Ah, Colingraft." The two sons approached from the breakfast-room, where they had been enjoying a ten o'clock chop. Colingraft, noting his mother's attire, accelerated his speed and was soon beside us. "Going out, Mother?" he enquired, flicking the ash from his cigarette. "If Mr.
Colingraft Titus elected to accompany his sister the entire length of the journey, with the faithful Blake and Rosemary. Billy Smith was to meet us a few miles outside the town for which we were bound, with a word of warning if there was anything sinister in the wind.
The elder of the two young men, Colingraft Titus, who being in the business with his father in New York was permitted to travel most of the time so that he couldn't interfere with it, was taller than I, and an extremely handsome chap to boot. He was twenty-six. The younger, Jasper, Jr., was nineteen, short and slight of build, with the merriest eyes I've ever seen.
He could not resist the impulse to blurt out once more: "By Jove, I didn't think you could do it." "With my left hand, too," I said wonderingly. Catching myself up, I hastily changed the subject. A little later on, as Colingraft left the room, slyly feeling of his jaw, Jasper, Jr. whispered to me excitedly: "You've got him eating out of your hand, old top."
Smart will be good enough to withdraw his opposition," she said icily. He gave me a sharp look. "What's up?" "Mrs. Titus doesn't seem to realise the risk she runs in " "Risk? Do you suppose, Mr. Smart, I would jeopardise my daughter's " "What's up?" repeated Colingraft insistently. "Mr. Smart calmly informs me that I am not to go into the city." "I don't see that Mr.
"I confess, my dear Countess, that I like you for breakfast," I said gallantly. "That is a real tribute," she said demurely, and took her place beside me. Together we crossed the courtyard. On the steps Colingraft Titus was standing. I uttered an audible groan and winced as if in dire pain. "What is it?" she cried quickly.
During the day, at odd times, Colingraft made lofty suggestions in regard to what could be done with the place to make it more or less inhabitable, and Jasper, who, by the way, I was beginning to fear I should not like after all, said he'd just like to have a whack at the thing himself.
I knew I should hate her mother, but of course it would not do to say so. "Next Thursday?" I inquired. She nodded her head. "I hope she will like me," I added feeling that it was necessary. "She was a Colingraft, you know." "Indeed?" The Colingraft family was one of the oldest and most exclusive in New York.
It read as follows: "You did Colingraft a very good turn when you laid him low this morning. He is tiresomely interested in his prowess as a box-maker, or a boxster, or whatever it is in athletic parlance. He has been like a lamb all afternoon and he really can't get over the way you whacked him.
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