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Philips, after some years, returned to Pennsylvania, and there went into the oil business with his brother; the brothers were successful, and afterwards distinguished themselves by a generous and Christian liberality. Bro. Crocker also, before his death, had won a large place in the hearts of his brethren.
Michael and the puzzled man before her; Crocker with a perplexity that renewed the old boyish expression in his eyes. He seemed to be thinking, and, as he thought, the tension of Emma's attitude relaxed, she forgot to look at the St. Michael and wondered at the even, steady patience of the big likable boy she was dismissing. She pitied him in advance for the futile argument he must be revolving.
Crocker, when a girl has to look after herself." "But I ain't dismissed at all, and there needn't be any waiting. I thought that you would be suffering as well as me, and so I came right away to you, all at once." "So I have suffered, Sam. No one knows what I have suffered." "But it'll come all right now?" Clara shook her head. "You don't mean that Tribbledale's been and talked you over already?"
"Well, Crocker," he said briefly, "I would willingly give up this year's state contract to have known it." It was, accurately as I can remember, half after noon when Mr. Cooke first caught the smoke over the point, for the sun was very high: at two our fate had been decided.
An involuntary feeling of admiration for this tall, athletic young woman swept over me, and I halted in my steps for no other reason, I believe, than that I might look upon her the longer. What man, I thought resentfully, would not travel a thousand miles to be near her? "It is Mr. Crocker," said Mrs. Cooke; "I had given up all hope of ever seeing you again. Why have you been such a stranger?"
Shelton was surprised at his own heat, and for some strange reason thought of Antonia surely, she was not a Pharisee. His companion strode along, and Shelton felt sorry for the signs of trouble on his face. "To fill your pockets," said Crocker, "is n't the main thing. One has just got to do things without thinking of why we do them."
He began to dream tenderly of Ann, bumping from pedestrian to pedestrian in a gentle trance. From this trance the seventh pedestrian aroused him by uttering his name, the name which circumstances had compelled him to abandon. "Jimmy Crocker!" Surprise brought Jimmy back from his dreams to the hard world surprise and a certain exasperation.
"He was marching like a squad of Bersaglieri." "And she knows that Crocker wants it terribly?" added the Sage's wife. "Here is the case, then," resumed Dennis: "She knows we know Crocker wants her and it, but she doesn't know he doesn't know she has it." "Precisely, most clearly and gracefully put, my dear," laughed Mrs. Dennis.
A man of that sort ought to be put under heavy bonds not to break any more hearts. But a kleptomaniac isn't responsible, you understand. And it isn't worth while to bear any malice." "Oh, I don't bear any malice now," she said. "I did at first, naturally. But it all seems very ridiculous now I have had time to think it over. I believe, Mr. Crocker, that I never really cared for him."
In a case noticed by Crocker this disease affected the left side of the mustache of a medical man, who complained that the hair, if twisted up, stuck together. When disintegrated the secretion in this case seemed to be composed of fungous spores. Epithelium fragments, probably portions of the internal root-sheath, sometimes adhere to the shaft of the hair as it grows up, and look like concretions.
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