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Robey, that gentleman cast a speculative look over him, nodded and said briefly: "See Mr. Detweiler, Thayer." Clint sought the assisting coach. "Mr. Robey told me to report to you, sir." "Yes." Mr. Detweiler viewed him much as Coach Robey had, as though trying to see not only what showed but what was inside as well. The only difference was that Mr. Detweiler smiled. "Well, Thayer, now let's see."
"It can't be their money; it can't be!" sighed Mrs. March. "Well, I don't know. We all respect money." "Yes, but Miss Vance's position is so secure. She needn't pay court to those stupid, vulgar people." "Well, let's console ourselves with the belief that she would, if she needed. Such people as the Dryfooses are the raw material of good society.
"The day may come when we'll wish she were extinct. But really you've described her better than I could, though I stared quite a lot last night. Come along, dear. It's six minutes to nine. Let's trot down to breakfast." We trotted; but early as I'd meant to be, and early as we were, the O'Farrells and the Becketts were before us.
When I got up from under the table all the ladies were gone; and I had the satisfaction of seeing the Captain's nose was bleeding, as mine was HIS was cut across the bridge, and his beauty spoiled for ever. Ulick shook himself, sat down quietly, filled a bumper, and pushed the bottle to me. 'There, you young donkey, said he, 'sup that; and let's hear no more of your braying.
"But he will he must!" she urged. "That great specialist you saw in Paris gave him hope. And then there's the other one that your doctor friend recommended ." "He's somewhere at the front. We can't get at him now." "We'll get at him later," Mother Beckett persisted. "In the meantime let's give those two hearts the chance to draw together, if it's best for them." I could not go on objecting.
Let's start back, take them with us, and picnic in the first pretty spot out of sight of old houses." As side by side they went along through the sunshine King noted how Brodie and a couple of men came out to look after them. He heard the low, sullen bass of the unforgettable voice; saw that Brodie had left his companions and was going straight to old Honeycutt's shanty.
She clapped her hands. "Oh, let's! I'm tired of boys, anyhow. They know nothing but nonsense." She made a laughing moue at Flatray, and turned to join the railroad builder. The young sheriff arose and trailed to his pony. "My marching orders, I reckon." They walked up the hill together, the great man and the untutored girl.
"Come, let's be going," spoke the man, his voice lowered in spite of himself, the awe of the Infinite Unknown upon him. "We can eat in the banca on the way. With the tide behind us, as it will be, we ought to get home by morning. And I'll be mighty glad never to see this place again!"
Thankful, can't you see " "Yes. Oh yes. I can see. . . . Now let's talk about Jedediah. Do you think " "Jedediah be keelhauled! Will you marry me, Thankful Barnes?" "Why no, Obed; of course I won't." "You won't? Why not?" "Because well, because I I can't. There, there, Obed! Please don't ask me again. Please don't!" Captain Obed did not ask. He did not speak again for what, to Mrs.
"Good thing you didn't ask him any questions! He'd have taken your head off at one bite. He's right, after all. If a reporter's any good at all, he knows himself what to do. A New York paper isn't fooling around with amateurs, generally. But, under the circumstances, I think Rick might have told you something. Let's see. How about your passport?"