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What should I do, loafing about among a lot of disputing frog-eaters, without a word of a Christian language, and old Frank with his nose in a guide-book wanting me to look at beastly pictures and rum old cathedrals. You would be a fish out of water, too, Ida. Now Conny will take to it like a house afire, and what's more, she deserves it!
"I came back," Percy remarked calmly, "because I made up my mind that there is something rotten on in that Commission." Conny, after her talk with the Senator, knew rather more about the Commission than her husband; but she merely asked, "What do you mean?" "I mean that I want to find just who is interested in this up-state water-power grant before I go any farther.
“Well, I guess it’s time to drift,” Conny observed at last, looking cautiously at his watch. This suggestion was neither seconded by Ramon nor opposed by Julia. The silence literally pushed Conny to his feet. “Going, Ramon? No? Well, Good night.” And he retired whistling in a way which showed his irritation more plainly than if he had sworn. The two impolite ones sat silent for a long moment.
Some servant was coming in at the front door. Or a burglar? If it were a burglar, it was a very well assured one that closed the door carefully, took time to lay down hat and coat, and then with well-bred quiet ascended the stairs. "It must be Percy," Conny observed, with a puzzled frown. "Something must have happened to bring him back to-night."
"He's up to some mischief again, and must have gone down to the village or somewhere against papa's orders. Do you know where he is, Liz?" "No," replied the young sempstress, taking the pins out of her mouth furtively, seeing that Conny was looking at her. "He ran out of the house before we had finished dinner, and took Puck with him."
"Husband and wife are ONE, I know," he went on with a coarse laugh, "but I don't trust MYSELF in these matters." She took from a traveling-reticule that lay beside her a roll of notes and a chamois leather bag of coin, and laid them on the table before him. He examined both carefully. "All right," he said. "I see you've got the checks made out 'to bearer. Your head's level, Conny.
"Well, honor bright, I don't think there'll be anybody in it except little Conny Jopp and gentle Terry O'Ryan; and Conny mayn't be in it very long. But he'll be in it for a while, I guess. You see, the curtain came down in the middle of a situation, not at the end of it. The curtain has to rise again." "Perhaps Orion will rise again you think so?"
"He's a brave, truthful little fellow with all his flow of animal spirits, and his eyes remind me always of your poor mother when I speak sternly to him and he looks at me in that straightforward way of his." "Shall I go after him, papa?" interposed Conny at this juncture, seeing that a wave of memory had carried back her father into the past, making him already forget the point at issue. "What?
Here by the cosy fireside the reunited family had quite a festive little meal together, enlivened by the children's chatter, Miss Conny pouring out the tea with great dignity as her father said laughingly, and Teddy, unchecked by the presence of his nurse, who was too prone to calling him to account for sundry little breaches of etiquette for him to be comfortable when she was close by.
She needs a man who will beat her." "Is that what the lover would do?" "Bless you, no! He would make her stop thinking she had an ache." When Conny went, the doctor came to the door with her and as he held her hand cried breezily: "Remember what I said about your friend. Look up some nice young man, who will hang around and make her think she's got a soul." He pressed Conny's hand and smiled.
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