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"No, I didn't go, you see," replied Mary. "I am going off on an expedition of my own this afternoon. The woman who took care of me as a child lives not far from here in a little village called Atlantis classic name! Mother asked me to look her up, and Mrs. Grayson gave me permission to go over this afternoon.
"How about that town site? Grayson, here, is ready to go ahead with the new plat. If you never had any town site filed, how were real-estate transfers made?" "There never were any transfers made. There has not been a town lot sold in ten years." "Real estate just a little dull?" laughed Barkley, sarcastically. "We hadn't noticed it," said Dan Anderson, simply. "But how about your courts?
He was not speculating; he had invested on judgment; he would sell only at a certain figure. The figure was actually reached, and Grayson let half go. The boom fell, and Grayson took the tumble with a jest. It would come again in the autumn, he said, and he went off to meet the girl at White Sulphur. I worked right hard that summer, but I missed him, and I surely was glad when he came back.
Grayson, when I heerd the dogs barkin', sez I to myself 'it's robbers, shore'; and before I h'ists the window up-stairs I reaches old Deadeye off the hooks, and then, if it had 'a' been robbers, it wouldn't 'a' been healthy for 'em." "I'm sure of that, Mr. Simpson," said Jimmy Grayson; "you don't look like a man who would allow himself to be run over."
The next instant she sank into a chair and lost her terrors in unconsciousness. The same young lady who had played the alarmist to her, as she saw the paleness of death settle on Mary's face and her eyes close, ran again upon the deck, exclaiming, "Mary Grayson is fainting, pray come to Mary Grayson."
The door was partially opened by an insolent-looking footman, whose hasty glance led him to suppose her one of the numerous supplicants for charity, who generally left that princely mansion as empty-handed as they came. He was about to close the door; but, undaunted by this reception, she hastily asked to see Mrs. Grayson and Lillian Benton. "Mrs.
"I can put my finger right on it." "You'll find it," said Mrs. Vedder, "in the chapter on 'Hedges." "You are wrong, my dear," he responded, "it is in 'Mistakes of Citizens in Country Life." He turned the leaves eagerly. "No," he said, "here it is in 'Rural Taste. Let me read you the passage, Mr. "Grayson." " Mr. Grayson. The Chinaman's name was Lieu-tscheu.
"Now, sir, Mr Grayson can see you." "Oh! very well," said Kennedy, rising and assuming, with a painful effort, his most indifferent look and tone. "Pardon me, Mr Kennedy, my turn first; I have been waiting longest," said a harsh voice behind him, that sounded mockingly to his excited ear.
I mean the lady with whom you have been speaking." "That is Lady Amelie Lisle," he replied, briefly. "Amelie Lisle!" repeated Basil; "but who is she?" "If you wish to know her pedigree, you must consult Burke's Peerage. I can only remember that she is the daughter of Lord Grayson, who married a French duchess, and rumor says she is the loveliest and most accomplished woman in England."
"Jimmy Grayson does," replied the conductor, a rude Democrat of the West; "and your fellow can't have any, because there ain't any to be had; besides, it's 'cordin' to train rules that dogs an' all such-like should travel in the baggage-car." Mr. Heathcote refused to speak again to such a man, and complained to the candidate. But Jimmy Grayson could do nothing.
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