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It was when he suddenly discovered Fran in the flesh, as she slipped along a crooked alley, gliding in shadows, that the cause of much sleeplessness was made tangible. Abbott was greatly disturbed. Why should Fran, be stealthily darting down side-alleys at midnight? The wonder suggested its corollary why was he running as from some intangible enemy?
Very well, my Lord, I'll swear he's a rare spoken man; why, what a Son-in-law shall I have? Guil. Sir, there is nothing like your true jest; a thing once well done, is twice done, and I am the happiest Man in the World in your Alliance; for, Sir, a Nobleman if he have any tolerable parts, is a thing much above the Vulgar; oh, here comes the Dancers. Enter Dancers. Come, sit down by me. Fran.
But he had himself confessed how much farther he had entered the snare than she intended when, on her way home from Fran Lerch's after her meeting with Wolf, the young officer had met her outside of the Grieb and sued for her hand.
"Oh, you king of hearts!" she exclaimed. "And shall we have a church wedding, and just kill 'em?" Abbott laughed boyishly. "No you must remember that your connection with show-life is at an end." "But and then and so," cried Fran rapturously, "I'm to have a home after all, with flower-gardens and carpets and things a sure-enough home Abbott, a home with you!
Fran Van Hout had seen and heard all this, and on the very same day told the story to Maria, her eyes sparkling brightly as she exclaimed: "Never did I see any man so noble as he was in that hour! It is well for us, that he rules within these walls. Never will our children and children's children forget this deed."
And I have a chance to work out some ideas that I know Fran will like. I used to think that everything ought to be left precisely as it is, because it's been that way so long I mean the church; and schools; and and society. But I've made up my mind that nothing is right, unless it works right." Mrs. Jefferson listened in desperate eagerness. "A watch?" she hazarded.
Gregory's face did, indeed, ask why Fran was there; but Grace, standing at the foot of the stairs, and looking at Gregory with memory of her recent dismissal, demanded explanations. Mrs. Gregory's mother, confined by paralysis to a wheel-chair, fastened upon the new-comer eyes whose brightness seventy years or more had not dimmed. The group was completed by Mrs.
"Whatever kind the new bridge would give her." "Oh, then the cards stood for people, didn't they! And the card you dropped in the yard was your card, of course." "Of course." "And did Fran have a card to represent herself, perhaps?" "I have told you the story," said Abbott, rising. "That means she did. Then she wanted to know if you and she would... Mrs.
Mrs. Gregory sat near the group, silently embroidering in white silk. Fran had hastily thrown herself upon the stairway, and, with half-closed eyes, looked as if she had been there a long time. "Fran," said Mr. Gregory coldly, "you left the choir practice before we were two-thirds done.
Second, the rest of the world must not know that one of the four spaceship's crew members was at large. So the hunt for Fran intensified to a merciless degree. Soames headed north.
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