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A week or more after the relapse, as he was crossing the road leading over the mountain's shoulder, he came on the morning riders walking their horses toward Paradise, and saw trouble in Miss Dabney's eyes, and on Farley's impassive face a mask of sullen anger.
"But then, he does grow so!" remarked Keziah. "Mother," said Pamela, "couldn't you get Dab to give Dick Lee the slang, along with the old clothes?" "We'll see about it," replied Mrs. Kinzer. It was very clear that Dabney's mother had begun to take in a new idea about her son.
You say he's adjusted to reality. That means that he will now have a socially acceptable reaction to anything that's likely to happen to him." Holden nodded. "A well-adjusted person does. Dabney's the same person. He's the same fool. But he'll get along all right. A psychiatrist can't change a personality!
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The hand and arm of a space-suited figure lifted, for attention. Dabney's voice came worriedly from the headphones of every suit: "I wish it understood," he said in some agitation, "that this first attempted application of my discovery is made with my consent, but that I am not aware of the mechanical details. As a scientist, my work has been in pure science.
"Then," said Cochrane, "I'm literally forced, for Dabney's sake, to do something that he'd scream shrilly at if he heard about it. We're going to have a party, Bill! A party after your and my and Jones' hearts!" "What do you mean?" demanded Holden. "We make a production after all," said Cochrane, grinning.
Winslow on my own responsibility not that I wanted to be pryin' into your business and not because I aimed to be tryin' to come between you and the young man ef I wasn't altogether satisfied with the accounts I got of him, but because I loved you and wanted to make sure in my own mind that Tom Dabney's child wasn't makin' the wrong choice. You understand, don't you?
If Dabney had expected a storm to come from his mother's end of the table, he was pleasantly mistaken, and his sisters had it all to themselves for a moment. Then, with an admiring glance at her son, the thoughtful matron remarked: "Just like his father, for all the world. It's no use, girls. Dabney's a growing boy in more ways than one.
Feints were made that day at the fords near Hanover Courthouse, but after dark both Torbert and Gregg, leaving a small force on duty at each of these fords respectively, quietly withdrew and made a night march to Dabney's Ferry opposite Hanovertown, the First division leading.
And now, as they whirled along, even Dabney's face paled a little. "I must reach the bridge before he does: he's just stupid enough to keep right on." It was very "stupid," indeed, for the driver of that one-horse "truck-wagon" to try and reach the little narrow unrailed bridge first. It was an old, used-up sort of a bridge, at best. Dab loosened the reins a little, but could not use his whip.
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