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"I wonder how old I'll have to be before you realize I'm grown up, Charlie!" Charlie looked at her critically. "Well, when you're eighteen, maybe." "Lydia'll be twenty-five before she gets through looking like a baby, but Olga's a young lady now," said Kent. He was eying the girls with the air of a connoisseur. "Three peaches, aren't they, Miss Towne?"
As a result of my little constitutional just now, and a simple exercise in mathematics, you and I will call at a house on Spencer Street, the next street north, after luncheon." "What house?" "Ah! that I don't know, as yet. We'll see when we get there." Comfortably fed, the two strolled up to Spencer Street and turned into it, Average Jones eying the upper windows of the houses.
"I like a dawg as well as the next man, and this one does seem to have been some husky in his time. Only well, you admit yourself the money's good, and say, I won't try any bluffs with you. There ain't another man in the place we could trust to do the job. Come, now, is it a go, Jim?" Willis pondered a minute, eying Jan's head the while.
"And there was no real May in the case?" "Not that I know of," laughed Cass, secretly pleased. But Miss Porter, after eying him critically for a moment, jumped up and climbed back again to her seat. "Perhaps you had better give me that handkerchief back." Cass began to unbutton his coat. "No! no! Do you want to take your death of cold?" she screamed.
The opera-house dissolved into mist, and Eden was in a carriage, eying through the open window the cut of a passer's gown. In her lap were some flowers; she raised them to her face, and as she put them down again, a cab drove past, bearing her husband and the woman who was considered fly. And this was the woman he wished her to receive! She caught and pinioned her forehead in her hands.
He was eying the chaise just now, and obviously cursing the hour in which he had decorated it with laurel. Yet on the whole in a trying situation he bore himself well. "Ah, much obliged to you, Vicomte!" Endymion hailed the pair. "There has been a small misunderstanding, my dear Dorothea; not the slightest cause for alarm! Still, you had better pass through to the coffee-room and wait for me."
All his life he had been hungry; only at long intervals had a gorge of much eating fallen to his lot. "Good-night, warm Brother," he said again, turning stubbornly from the scent of flesh, and eying the crimson flush where the sun had set; "one more round of your trail and I shall sleep with a full stomach, for to-morrow the Bloods make a big Kill the Run of many Buffalo."
Then Wollaston led them in and marched up to the directory chained to the counter. "What's that?" Gladys asked. "A Bible?" "No, it's a directory," Maria replied, in a dull voice. "What do they keep it chained for? "I suppose they are afraid folks will steal it." "My!" said Gladys, eying the big volume.
"What foolishness is this?" he said, eying the dripping drum. "Sure, Colonel," said McCann, swinging it on his back, "we'd have no heart in us at Kaskasky widout the rattle of it in our ears. Bill Cowan and me will not be feeling the heft of it bechune us." "Get into ranks," said the Colonel, amusement struggling with the anger in his face as he turned on his heel.
I'll sit here until I take root before I put them on." "They're nice lookin' clothes," the porter put in, eying the red tie with appreciation. "Ain't everybody would have left you anything." "Call the conductor," I said shortly. Then a possible explanation occurred to me. "Oh, porter what's the number of this berth?" "Seven, sir. If you cain't wear those shoes " "Seven!"
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