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"Indeed?" Mrs. Gantry raised her eyebrows in high arches. "By receiving my friend as my friend." "Ah! Had you not asked permission to bring him, he would not have been received at all." "Not even as the man who saved your niece?" "That is an obligation to be discharged by her father." "I see. Very well, then.
Dolores flung herself across the room and into a chair facing her mother and Lord James. "Did you see that?" she demanded. "I do believe Vievie is the coldest blooded creature! When she knows he's just dying for love of her! Why, I never " "That will do!" interrupted Mrs. Gantry. "I'll leave it to Lord Avondale. Isn't it the exact truth?" "Er he still looks rather robust," parried Lord James.
"Oh, and Jimmy's gone out, too!" "'Jimmy'!" echoed Mrs. Gantry, staring. The girl ran to the windows in the end of the room, which afforded a full view of the gigantic bridge. "Hurry! Hurry, papa! Do something!" cried Genevieve. "If the bridge falls !" "Nonsense!" argued her father. "There can't be any danger. It's still standing and all those men remaining out on it.
He placed the bandaged hand of his unconscious friend down on the chair-arm, in the shadow of the edge of the table, and went out with the plates and glass, closing the door behind him. He had been gone only a few minutes when the door of the cardroom swung open before a sharp thrust, and Mr. Leslie stepped into the library, followed by Mrs. Gantry. Mr.
Miss Dolores Gantry shook the snow from her furs, and with the graceful assurance of a yacht running aslant a craft-swarming harbor, cut into the crowd that surged through the Union Station. She brought up in an empty corner of the iron fence, close beside the exit gate through which passengers were hurrying from the last train that had arrived.
Gantry, greatly shocked. "Papa! Papa!" urged Genevieve, running to grasp her father's arm. "You can't believe him! If Tom said the bridge was in danger We stand here doing nothing! Send some one! If the bridge should fall " "Fall?" sneered Ashton. "I tell you it's safe, safe as a rock. Look for yourselves. It's still standing." "Then he has saved it," snapped Mr. Leslie.
What are you going to do?" "I don't know: go on fighting until I'm wiped out, I suppose. And that reminds me: have you seen that fellow Gryson within the last day or two?" Gantry dropped into the depths of a lounging-chair and lighted a cigarette. "So you're after Thomas Matthew, too, are you?
Blake," said Genevieve. "You call him a friend? a fellow like that!" Ashton rashly exclaimed. "He has proved himself a disinterested friend, which I cannot say of all with whom I am acquainted." "Oh, of course, if you feel that way." "My other friends will remember that he saved my life." "If only he had been a gentleman!" sighed Mrs. Gantry. "Yes, Vievie," added Dolores.
Smaller cranes may pass with their loads below the gantry, and a number of these large cranes may be assembled so as each to work at the different hatchways of a large screw steamer, or two may be associated together for any exceptionally heavy lift.
"Just the same, you're not going to do it." "If I don't, it will be because I can't; because the time is too short." Then, with a sudden and impulsive gesture of appeal: "Dick, for Heaven's sake help me to find that man Gryson, if you know where he is! I shall blow up if I can't do something!" Gantry rose and tossed the second cigarette among the coals in the grate.
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