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Oh, say! that reminds me. I s'pose you was glad to hear the news last night?" "What news?" "Why, that 'bout Mr. Hazeltine's goin' away. You're glad he's goin', of course." Miss Preston did not answer immediately. Instead, she turned and looked wonderingly at her companion. "Why should I be glad, pray?" she asked. "Why, I don't know. I jest took it for granted you would be.
A touch of amusement appeared on Miss Hazeltine's face. 'Very well, I said she, 'come out of this dreadfully cold place, and let us sit down on deck. The barrister dolefully followed her. 'Now, said she, making herself comfortable against the end of the house, 'go on.
We'll go with you, if Mr. Hazeltine's got any of the chill out of him." Ralph was feeling warm by this time and, after Perez had put on his coat and hat, they went out once more into the gale. The point of which Perez had spoken was a wedge-shaped sand ridge that, thrown up by the waves and tide, thrust itself out from the beach some few hundred yards below the station.
"Well, if you called her that to her face, I expect there'd be squalls, but I cal'late she couldn't prove a alibi in court." Now it may have been Mr. Hazeltine's fancy, but he could have sworn that there was just the suspicion of a twinkle in Miss Preston's eye as she asked, innocently enough: "Is she a young lady, Captain Eri?" "Well, she hopes she is," was the deliberate answer. "Why?"
Gossip, however, in the person of Miss Busteed, reported that the operators were doing their best to keep Mr. Hazeltine's lot from being altogether a bed of roses, and there were dark hints of something more to come.
They were standing on the steps when the big operator, McLoughlin, came out of the building behind them. "Well," he said gruffly to the electrician. "Shall I quit now or wait until Saturday?" "What?" "Shall I git out now or wait till Saturday night? I suppose you'll have me fired." Then Hazeltine's pent-up rage boiled over. "If you mean that I'll tell Mr.
"Hello, Captain!" he said, holding out his hand. "Lively for a while, wasn't it? They tell me you were the man who suggested pulling down the shed. It saved the day, all right enough." "You look as if you'd been workin' some yourself. Was you one of the fellers that got that anchor in on this side?" Wingate, who was standing at Hazeltine's elbow.
A touch of amusement appeared on Miss Hazeltine's face. "Very well," said she, "come out of this dreadfully cold place, and let us sit down on deck." The barrister dolefully followed her. "Now," said she, making herself comfortable against the end of the house, "go on. I will hear you out."
She had a small leather bag in her hand, just as the Captain had said she would have, but it flashed across Mr. Hazeltine's mind that the rest of the description was not a fair one; she was certainly much more than "middlin' good-lookin'!" "Is Captain Hedge in?" she asked.
Why should you think that, please?" "Well, I don't know. I thought you two would ruther be alone. I know, when I used to go to see my wife 'fore we was married, I " "Please, what has that got to do with Mr. Hazeltine's visits here?" "Why, why, nothin', I s'pose, if you say so. I jest thought " "What right have you to suppose that Mr.
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