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Severn's room; Scott Seagrave went to quarters at the West Gate, and Duane was driven forth and a cot-bed set up for him in his studio at Hurryon Lodge.
Malheur aux hommes!" "There's one now," said Duane, laughing as Delancy Grandcourt's bulk appeared among the trees along Hurryon Water. "Lord! what a bungler he is on a trout-stream!" Rosalie turned and gazed at the big, clumsy young man who was fishing with earnestness and method every unlikely pool in sight. "Does he belong to anybody?" she asked, considering him. "I want to do real damage.
Doesn't somebody keep your clothes in order?" "Yes, but I tear 'em again," he replied, carefully examining a small dark-red newt which he held in the palm of one hand. "I say, Kathleen, look at this little creature. I was messing about under the ledges along Hurryon Brook, and found this amphibious gentleman occupying the ground-floor apartment of a flat stone."
The symmetry of her legs moved him to reproof: "I thought people looked that way only in tailor's fashion plates," he said. "What are you after chipmunks?" "Not at all," said his sister. "Do you know what happened to me an hour ago? I was paddling your canoe into the Hurryon Inlet, and I suppose I made no noise in disembarking, and I came right on a baby wild boar in the junipers.
You bet there's always a reason that starts anything and always somebody to find it out and tell another fellow who can understand it!" With which brilliant burst of higher philosophy they went out into the October woods together to hunt for cocoons. Geraldine, rather flushed and nervous, met them at Hurryon Gate, carrying a rifle and wearing the shortest skirts her brother had ever beheld.
Miller knows that I had a shot once a pretty good one and wouldn't take it. I killed a four-year near Hurryon instead, just to save that one " "You're the finest little sport in the land!" said Duane, "and we are just tormenting you. Of course I'll go with you, but I'm blessed if I pull trigger on that gentleman pig " "You must! I've saved him. Scott, make him say he will!
"Patient Sir: If you will go to the large beech-tree beyond Hurryon Gate and busy yourself by carving upon it certain initials intertwined within the circumscribed outlines of a symbol popularly supposed to represent a human heart, your industry will be presently and miraculously rewarded by the apparition of her who presumably occupies no inconsiderable place in your affections."
A great many people were gathered on the terrace when Duane descended the stairs, on his way to inspect his temporary quarters in Miller's loft, at Hurryon Lodge.
"Discovered what seems to be a small dark-red newt under a stone near Hurryon Brook. Couldn't make it bite me, so let Kathleen hold it. Query: Is it a land or water lizard, a salamander, or a newt; and what does it feed on and where does it deposit its eggs?" Kathleen's violet eyes wandered to the written page opposite. "Did you really see an otter, Scott?" "Yes, I did!" he exclaimed.
"I thought they wouldn't rise. It's too clear and hot. That's why I didn't keep on with Kathleen and Scott. Two are enough on bright water. Don't you think so?" She said nothing. "Besides," he added, "I knew you had old Grandcourt running close at heel and that made four rods on Hurryon. So what was the use of my joining in?" She made no reply. "You didn't mind, did you?" he asked carelessly.
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