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And what on earth are all these women here for in the middle of the day? It's not a holiday." "I believe it's a teachers' excursion," said young Barnes absently, his eyes resting on the rows of young women in white blouses and spring hats who sat in close-packed chairs upon the deck an eager, talkative host. "H'm Teachers!" The General's tone was still more pugnacious.
He followed the banker, saw him enter the front door of the bank building, and a few minutes later he was sitting opposite Maison at a table in the banker's private room. Maison was short and pudgy, short of breath, with a pasty complexion. "Will Bransford, eh?" he said, looking sharply at Sanderson over the table. "H'm. You don't look much like your father."
Bottom floor's two old unmarried maiden ladies what always travels by 'bus. So does all their blarsted friends an' relations. Where can old Tom Brian 'ave been comin' from, if it wasn't Palace Mansions?" "H'm!" said Dunbar, "you are a loss to the detective service, my lad! And how do you account for the fact that Brian has not got to hear of the inquiry?"
One picture this beautiful photograph of the music-hall at the St. Louis Exhibition you must seem to overlook always, only contrive matters so that he will inquire what it is. You must then modestly remark that it is nothing but a little two-hundred-thousand-dollar art gallery you have yourself presented to the town. See?" "H'm yes, I see," said I. "But it is pretty risky business, Henriette.
"How long have you been a prisoner, monsieur?" asked the Duke, at the same time acknowledging the other's politeness with a bow. "Since March, monseigneur." "Monseigneur again a man of judgment," said the Duke to himself, pleased to have his exalted station recognised. "H'm, and it is now June four months, monsieur. You have been well used, monsieur?"
I have had no letter from you for what seems an interminable time. I must ask you to excuse more from me to-day my hand is abominably shaky! "Yours, "H.L." The handwriting was certainly shaky; Miss Vane had some difficulty in deciphering the crooked characters. "H'm!" she said, laying the letter on the table and looking inquiringly at her niece. "What does he mean?"
"I could gladly fight for you, or do some other important service for you." "And suppose I was to keep you at your word?" asked Gontram, seriously; "suppose I came here only to demand a sacrifice of you?" "Oh, speak!" cried the vicomte, eagerly. "H'm, would you for my sake get on top of a stage?" asked Gontram, earnestly. "No, do not look so curiously at me.
Why don't you send Miss Lacey?" "H'm," grunted the judge thoughtfully. John smiled. "Provide her with a full suit of chain-armor and I fancy she'd accept the detail." "I'm going in town to-morrow," soliloquized the judge aloud. "I might go and ask Edna Derwent." "Who?" demanded Dunham, looking up with sudden alertness. "Edna Derwent." "Of Commonwealth Avenue?" "Yes. What's the matter?" "Nothing.
'Of course I did. 'H'm. Narkiz looked at me again and shook his head as it were with commiseration. 'If you 'd care to amuse yourself with reading, he continued: 'there are some books left of my old master's; I'll get them you, if you like; only you won't read them, I expect. 'Why? 'They're books of no value; not written for the gentlemen of these days. 'Have you read them?
She smiled, showing a most alluring dimple in one cheek. "I see! Well, that's not necessarily delirium. H'm pulse, respiration look at that temperature! Yes, it's pretty sad away from home, too, poor lad!" "You Isn't there any hope, doctor?" "None at all at least, I've never had 'em get well."
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