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Because the woman had the steadier eyes and the man was the more open-tempered, Eliza gained more insight into Harkness's character than he did into hers.
The stabs, through their very generosity, are so deep and they come so fast!" Three days before the election each of two thousand voters suddenly found himself in possession of a prized memento one of the renowned bogus double-eagles. It revived the recent vast laugh and concentrated it upon Pinkerton; and Harkness's election was a walk-over.
He knew within himself that it was too late. They would find that Sanchia or one of her crowd had already visited Harkness's office. Well, that was one thing; the other was to take possession. His boots clattered loudly upon the echoing board sidewalk and men came out to look after him.
The "probable error" of the English result, published in 1887, was less formidable, yet the details of the discussion showed that no great confidence could be placed in it. The sun's distance came out 92,560,000 miles; while 92,360,000 was given by Professor Harkness's investigation of 1,475 American photographs. Finally, Dr.
'But he knows who I am and will do quite as well as Mr. Harkness. 'You are Mr. Bates, aren't you? she asked from the doorway. 'Mr. Harkness's assistant? The man at the table nodded. 'Yes. Come in. You are Mrs. Murray? I have heard Harkness mention you. If there is anything I can do for you? His eye travelled slowly to Longstreet. The man was not a pleasant type, thought Longstreet.
Harkness's voice betrayed his excitement more than he desired. Eliza dropped the linen and came downstairs rather quickly. Harkness returned to his window; she came up beside him. The inner window was open, only one pane was between them and the outer air. In yards all round cocks were crowing, as, on a mild day in the Canadian March, cocks will crow continually.
Regulus was n't bad; but I 'm sick of him!" And Tom dealt "Harkness's Latin Reader" a thump, which expressed his feelings better than words. "I like Latin, and used to get on well when I studied it with Jimmy. Perhaps I can help you a little bit," said Polly, as Tom wiped his hot face and refreshed himself with a peanut.
'I have already arranged the matter of filing on my claim, said Longstreet, turning triumphantly to Howard. 'I saw Bates, George Harkness's assistant, and he has undertaken to do everything immediately. 'I know Bates.
For me the spirit of a world not his whispered, "A te convien tenere altro viaggio," and little as I knew it, in my vague exploration of that scene of beauty, of those scarcely stirring, stilly burning trees, of that shimmering-fronded fern, of that misty splendour, I was hunting for the soul of it all, for the informing spirit of it all. Harkness's erotics gave ardour to my search, but no clew.
Harkness's personality rasped him to the raw, and he had for days struggled against an utterly absurd but insistent desire to seize the little coxcomb by the throat and squeeze the arrogance out of him as juice is squeezed out of a lemon. There is flesh for which one's fingers itch. "I notice you're ready to camp when I am," the larger man muttered.
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