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You'd skin your lion and shoot him afterwards voila!" All this time he held the watch in his hand. "You, Gabord," he went on, "you are a man to obey orders eh?" Gabord hesitated a moment as if waiting for Lancy to speak, and then said, "I was not in command. When I was called upon I brought him forth." "Excuses! excuses! You sweated to be rid of your charge." Gabord's face lowered.
You know yourself he has added very much to my pleasure by his thoughtful attentions, but I do not think it will end as Lancy expects," and a pretty blush spread over her face. "Then you have not given him any promise!" smiling at her red cheeks. "No, but he seems to think everything will be as he hopes, and is so pleasant over it that it is a pity to undeceive him.
"I think she would say, 'Dexie, give Lancy one kiss for his trouble this afternoon. Don't you think I deserve one, my Dexie?" But Dexie flew past him and downstairs to the parlor, where her parents and Aunt Jennie were awaiting her. "How do you like my looks, mamma? Am I not pretty, for once?" she asked.
"Well, there is plenty of room, Mr. McNeil," she said, with a smile, "so you won't crowd us." Lancy helped Dexie into the seat beside himself, so Hugh and Elsie took the seat behind. "Really, this is very comfortable, Lancy," said Dexie, as they flew along the street. "I don't see what better accommodation one could ask than this.
"Well, I'll go back now to what happened when Faddo was speakin' at my uncle's bar. Lancy Doane was standin' behind the settle, leanin' his arms on it, and smokin' his pipe quiet. He waited patient till Faddo had done, then he comes round the settle, puts his pipe up in the rack between the rafters, and steps in front of Faddo.
I thought Lancy was going to sober you down before he brought you back. I'll have to call him in to finish his job." "No, I'm going to be good, I really am; so say you are not cross with me any more, then I must run off and see about my dress." "Well, I'll forgive you this time; but if you cut up any more such capers, I'll hand you over to young Gurney for good."
Well, it's the only time I ever went abroad. It was something of a compliment for a young fellow of twenty-two to be sent on his company's first job abroad. I should have liked the trip first rate if Harry Lancy hadn't been going as foreman. "Harry had risen from the ranks, and at twenty-five was considered one of the company's best men.
It was more than whispered that he sat too long over his wine, and that his desire for fiery liquid at other than meal-times was not in keeping with the English climate, but belonged to lands of drier weather and more absorptive air. "What damned waste!" was De Lancy Scovel's attempt at wit as Krool dried his face and put the yellow handkerchief back into his pocket.
'Twas a wild run you two made, side by side, down that shore, keeping close within the gloom of the sand-hills, the coast-guards coming after, pressing you closer than they thought at the time, for Tom Doane had been wounded in the leg. But Lancy sent one back for the horses, he and the other coming on; and so, there you were, two and two.
"One hot morning, between ten and eleven, I was reaming out a rivet-hole in the tip of the last beam. I was feeling out of sorts that forenoon. Lancy had given his orders to me gruff and short, though, as a matter of fact, he was probably just as gruff with everybody else. But when you're looking for trouble, you know, you don't have much trouble finding it.
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