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The thing in him that Harvey Merrick had loved must have gone under ground with Harvey Merrick's coffin; for it never spoke again, and Jim got the cold he died of driving across the Colorado mountains to defend one of Phelps's sons who had got into trouble out there by cutting government timber. "A Death in the Desert"
"I sent Harvey up to the house in a hurry to make inquiries. The Scorcher got out an extra. Where have you been?" "I just finished the tour of the docks." "Well, you'd better go up to the house and make sure. It looks queer." "I'll bet that story came from Sullivan," said Larry. "He's sore on us, and would do anything to get even. He wants to find Mr. Potter, you know."
Sir Thomas Harvey intends again to have lodgings in her house, which she prays me to prevent if I can, which I promised. Thence to talke generally of our neighbours. I find she tells me the faults of all of them, and their bad words of me and my wife, and indeed do discover more than I thought. So I told her, and so will practise that I will have nothing to do with any of them.
Sara Lee had received her first letter from Harvey that day. The maid at Morley's had forwarded it to her, and Henri had brought it up. "I think I have brought you something you wish for very much," he said, looking down at her. "Mutton?" she inquired anxiously. "Better than that." "Sugar?" "A letter, mademoiselle."
Diantha kept her plans to herself, as usual, but they grew so fast that she felt a species of terror sometimes, lest the ice break somewhere. "Steady, now!" she would say. "This is real business, just plain business. There's no reason why I shouldn't succeed as well as Fred Harvey. I will succeed. I am succeeding."
There was a rumour, too, which might or might not have any significance, that Mr. Redgrave's housekeeper had suddenly left the house and could not be traced. 'Dead? The word fell from her lips involuntarily. 'And who killed him? said Harvey, just above his breath. 'It isn't known there's no name 'No. But I had a sudden thought. Absurd impossible
Arriving at the cabin, he found the latch-string hanging out. A sharp pull, the door was swung inward and Harvey stepped into a small room, lit up by a crackling wood-fire on the hearth. As he entered, two men who were smoking their pipes, looked up. The visitor could not hide his expression of surprise, for they were Hugh O'Hara and Thomas Hansell, the last persons in the world he wished to see.
Mrs. Harvey started, and with a violent effort controlled herself. "I see that you must not be separated from your child," continued Dorothy "at least, not at present. I am having a bed made up for you in the dressing-room, where you will be within call." "Ah, yes, that's better," said the poor lady "that's much better." "Come, then, at once," said Dorothy. She held out her hand. Mrs.
Benny will help me through the week, all right, won't you, Benny?" The youth thus addressed, who had just put in an appearance, his gun over his shoulder, assented, though not with much heartiness. He scowled at Harvey, and made no offer to be friendly. "I suppose you want to go on the pond, too," said Mrs. Ellison, sympathetically. Benny Ellison glanced sullenly at Harvey.
"Boss's orders." But the assembled game-owners were not to be balked. In a few minutes they arranged a pool, each putting in a thousand, and took over the table. "Come on and buck us," Harvey Moran challenged, as the keeper sent the ball on its first whirl around. "Give me the twenty-five limit," Smoke suggested. "Sure; go to it."
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