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True to the far-reaching plans of the Company, at the largest and most central of the supply camps, located in the very heart of The King's Basin, the townsite of Kingston was laid out, and even in the days when every drop of water was hauled from three to ten miles town lots were offered for sale and sold to eager speculators.
Some persons supposed by this that Bennett had sued me; but this was far from being the case. The owner of the lots sued Bennett, to compel him to take the title and pay for the property as per agreement; and that was all the 'law' there was about it.
"If you took walks and rides instead of always sitting round, you never would die," said he. "But you're like lots of women I know. You'd rather die than take exercise. Still, I've got you to stop that eating that was keeping you on the verge all the time." "You're trying to starve me to death," grumbled Hastings. "Don't you feel better, now that you've got used to it and don't feel hungry?"
"But why tell him, why tell him?" Fanny clamoured. "Men have lots of secrets in their lives which they don't tell to good women, why must they want to know all about our pasts. I have always thought I should tell a man just exactly as much as I wanted to and not a whisper more.
Being tired we slept soundly, but in the morning we were horrified to find we had not been alone, but that quite a varied menagerie had shared our couches with us. Why the blankets did not run away in the night I cannot think. The Huns promised to have lots of things done but never did anything, in fact, they lie as easily as they breathe, even when there is nothing to be gained by it.
Never moind let's hear all. Jenny or Dolly, or whatever your sweet praetty name is a private room and a pint of brandy, my dear. Hot water and lots of the grocery. That's right."
Unaided learners have such difficulty in acquiring security and grace of seat and good hands, that many ladies who have ridden all their lives, and have lots of pluck, are poor performers, particularly in the hunting-field.
A representative of Lablache's was there to purchase stock, and Bill knew it, and his interest was centered on this would-be purchaser. The stock was the last thing to come under the hammer. There were twenty lots. Of these Lablache's representative purchased fifteen three-quarters of the stock of the entire ranch.
"Who are the Bedloe boys? What did they do?" "The Bedloe boys," Mrs. Smith ran on, eager in the recounting, "belong over to the Corners. Or the Corners belongs to them, I don't know which you'd say. Never heard of them boys? Well, most folks has. There used to be lots like the Bedloe boys when I was a girl, Miss, but thank gracious they're getting thinned out powerful fast.
"You are paying them an additional sum of money out of your own pocket? You told me you paid them the maximum wage, anyhow, and they get lots of tips." "Oh! but that's not nearly enough." "Nancy," Dick said dramatically, "where do you get the money?" "Oh, I don't know," Nancy said, "it comes along. The restaurant makes some." "Very little." "I could make it pay any time that I wanted to."
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