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While the two youths were still lingering by the wagon they heard these words: "Have you arranged everything with Whitecar and Devil Jim?" "See me! see me!" apparently meaning, "Rely upon me." "Is Greenley ready to make the diversion if any attack be made upon us?" "See me! see me! His gallus is up and he'd burn de world." "This Lawyer Clayton?" "See me! see me!
Thayne what she felt sure they must hear, when they had to leave Greenley Street and go into that cheap little lodging-room, and she had to stay away from her mother all day long? She remembered the time when she had thought it would be nice to have a "few things;" nice to earn her own living; to be one of the "Other Girls." Desire Ledwith found nobody at home at Mr. Vireo's.
Vireo. Hazel went home; Mrs. Ripwinkley expected her to-night; Miss Craydocke and some of the Beehive people were to come to tea. Sylvie hastened on to Greenley Street, anxious to return to her mother. She had rarely left her, lately, so long as this. How would it be when they had heard from Mr.
So it happened that on reaching Greenley Street, she had quite to herself a surprise and pleasure which she found there. She went straight to the gray room first of all. Mrs. Argenter was asleep on the low sofa near the fire, her crochet stripe-work fallen by her side upon the carpet, her book laid face down with open leaves upon the cushion.
Luclarion Grapp is actually a muffin-woman, you know?" "I'm afraid I don't know the Muffin-man literally, except what I can guess of him by your application," said Mr. Kirkbright, laughing. "I've no doubt I ought to, and that it would do me good." "You will have to come to Greenley Street, and find him out.
Van Dorn made several efforts to talk, and often coughed painfully, and finally, as they reached a lane gate, he articulated: "The Chancellor's?" "Yes, dis is it," Derrick Molleston said. "See me, Cap'n Van. I's all heah." As they advanced up a shady lane, fire from somewhere began to make a certain illumination in spite of the loud storm. "It's Bill Greenley.
"If I may come to Greenley Street, I may learn a good deal beside the Muffin-man," said Mr. Kirkbright, giving her his hand to help her up a steep, slippery place. Desire foolishly blushed. She knew it, and knew that her hat did not defend her in the least. She could not take it back now; she had invited him. But what would he think of her blushing about it? "You can learn what we all learn.
When she looked round again, he was gone. Their ways had parted. An hour later, Bel Bree turned the key outside her door, and with a little leather bag in her hand, saying not a word to any one, went down into the street. Across the Common, and over the great hill, she walked straight to Greenley Street, and to Miss Desire. Desire Ledwith had a great many secrets to keep.
Custis exclaimed; "the jail burned, the lightning appalling, and I thought I heard firearms, too." Judge Custis heard Clayton say, as he entered the room: "So ole Derrick Molleston, Aunt Braner, asked you about my dinner, did he? And it's Bill Greenley that burned the jail? Goy! And the black people licked the kidnappers at Cowgill House?"
Have you heard of the old house in Greenley Street, and Uncle Titus Oldways, and Desire Ledwith, who came home with him after her mother and sisters went off to Europe, and something had touched her young life that had left for a while an ache after it?
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