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"H'm, what has he here?" soliloquized his Excellency. "'Purchas; His Pilgrimes, of course; 'General History of Virginia, New England and the Summer Isles, well and good; 'Good News from Virginia, humph! that must have been before my time; 'Public Good without Private Interest, humph! What's this? 'Areopagitica, John Milton! John Hypocrite and Parricide!
If you come out well " She paused quaintly. "Yes, if I come out well " "If you come out very well, and we do not sink you before supper, I may ask you to come and see me." "H'm! Is that all? After spoiling my reputation, I'm to be let come and see you." "Isn't that enough to start with? What has spoiled your reputation?" "A man, a boy, and a slip of a girl." He looked meaningly enough at her now.
And father won't accept, unless he does." Connie laughed. "Mr. Sorell will do exactly what pleases me. Mr. Sorell" she began to search for a cigarette "Mr. Sorell is an angel." A silence. Connie looked up, rather surprised. "Don't you agree?" "Yes," said Nora in an odd voice. Connie observed her. A flickering light began to play in the brown eyes. "H'm.
"He's a jolly good sort, and it would have been all up with me in another few hours. Though how on earth he could fix on me as Cassavetti's murderer, I can't imagine. It's a fool business, anyhow." "H'm yes, I suppose so," drawled Southbourne, in that exasperatingly deliberate way of his. "But I think you must blame or thank me for that!" "You! What had you to do with it?" I ejaculated.
I believe he wears my shirts on the sly," said Mr. Brewster broodingly, "If I catch him ! What would you do about this, Binstead?" "Do?" The professor considered the point judiciary. "Well, really, Brewster, I do not see that there is anything you can do. You must simply wait and meet the man. Perhaps he will turn out an admirable son-in-law." "H'm!" Mr.
"By the way, is there anything anything queer about her?" he asked. "What do you mean?" "Why, only that her folks have been writing to the Governor at Helena. Sikes just gave me this from Governor Casson himself. Who is this Raymond Owen? Who's been wiring to the Governor?" "That's her guardian, I think. H'm," mused Haines as he read the message, "that is queer.
I would face her, all protest. "Didn't I tell you, Sis, that I couldn't eat a mouthful? Not a mouthf um-m-m-m! How perfectly scrumptious that looks! What's that affair in the lettuce leaf? Oh, can't I begin on that divine-looking pinky stuff in the tall glass? H'm? Oh, please!" "I thought " Norah would begin; and then she would snigger softly.
But the past seemed to be dissolved not to exist for me any more." "H'm! Not to exist for you any more!" "I said seemed. That's what bewildered me from the beginning: things I thought I felt or thought I didn't feel for a while only to find later that it wasn't wasn't so." She went on with difficulty. "For instance that day that day at the Park I thought that everything was killed within me.
He breathed an involuntary sigh of satisfaction that whatever the bulletin his own responsibility in the matter was over, and that the lesson he had received concerning the unwisdom of rushing in where relatives feared to tread was likely to last during his lifetime. "'M, h'm," breathed the judge at last, laying down the paper and setting his hat a little farther back on his head.
"To whom?" "The man I love; whom else?" "Are you counting on that?" "Of course," she answered, surprised at the question. She wondered what he could mean, but she could get no enlightenment from his face, which preserved a sphinx-like impenetrability. "What are you thinking of?" she asked. "How best to help you." "I'm not in need of help: besides, I can take care of myself." "H'm!
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