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"No, thank you. And are you lads still devoted friends?" "David and Jonathan, still," said Miss Bertram; and the old general laughed heartily. Before he left, he also gave Roy a sovereign, which made the little fellow confide to Dudley, "I've put granny's in my right hand pocket, and the general's in my left, they won't mix together well, because hers is such a solemn one, and his is so jolly!"

But never a one, I'll bet, that looked like such a hopeless starter. He seemed to be enjoyin' it as much as any, though. And afterwards, when the other four settles themselves around the card table for the usual three rubbers, blamed if Dudley don't have the nerve to tow Veronica into the next room, stretchin' on tiptoe to talk earnest in her ear. I could guess what it was all about.

I write, thanking for the honour and so forth; and I appoint an interview; and I show him my tablets. He must be told, necessarily. Incidents of this kind come in their turn. If Dudley does not account himself the luckiest young fellow in the kingdom, he's not worthy of his good fortune.

Dudley whether judging rightly or not is to be determined by taking into view his position, the then state of parties, and the principles of human nature evidently regarded this as a trap. If he had followed the advice, and kept aloof from Byfield and Leverett, they would have been placed at a distance from him, and he would necessarily have fallen into the hands of the Mathers.

Great as the shock was of finding himself flung suddenly into what he supposed was a flooded cellar, Dudley did not at first believe that the old woman had any worse intention than that of playing him an ugly and malicious trick. But as he uttered this question he looked up, and saw her face half a dozen feet above him, wearing an expression of fiendish malignity which froze his blood.

That comes of being a dead one for so long. Manages to hang on with the Corrugated, though, don't he? He'd better, too! I'm not running any old folks' home here." But it wa'n't to show off how he stood with his son in law that Uncle Dudley had lugged me along. He'd got so used to bein' dealt out for a twospot that he didn't seem to mind. He didn't claim to be anything more even at the office.

"We all have experienced university discipline," Dudley suggested. "It is swift and powerful, and nobody ever knows where it will hit next." Lorimer appeared to be pondering the matter. Then he turned to Lloyd Avalons. "D' you ever 'sperience university discipline?" he demanded, with grave anxiety. Lloyd Avalons flushed angrily, and Thayer judged that it was time to interpose.

Amongst my fellow-students at De Ruyter was Charles Dudley Warner, with whom I contracted a friendship which survives in activity, though our paths in life have been since widely separated. I recall him as a sensitive, poetical boy, almost girlish in his delicacy of temperament, and showing the fine esprit which has made him one of the first of our humorists.

Those who know him only by his books may have been interested in his experiences, in the merciful interposition of disaster, before he came into the great fortune of the love of Evelyn Mavick. By Charles Dudley Warner When Irene looked out of her stateroom window early in the morning of the twentieth of March, there was a softness and luminous quality in the horizon clouds that prophesied spring.

Only Corporal Dudley stood disconcerted at the startling statement, but as there was no help for it he could only strangle an oath and give the order to pass out. "'Tention! Right face! Forward! March!" They mounted and rode a rod or two away, awaiting orders; while Morrison stood silently and watched them go. He, too like Virgie had wrestled with a problem, and it stirred him to the depths.