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Northrop had brought up porphyry blocks with quaint grecques and much hieroglyphic painting. Already unpacked were half a dozen copper axes, some of the first of that particular style that had ever been brought to the United States. Besides the sculptured stones and the mosaics were jugs, cups, vases, little gods, sacrificial stones enough, almost, to equip a new alcove in the museum.

Northrop had played his cards skillfully. The older capitalists had withdrawn suit. Afterwards they kept scrupulously within their rights, and saw to it that no more careless openings were left for Thorpe's shrewdness. They were keen enough business men, but had made the mistake, common enough to established power, of underrating the strength of an apparently insignificant opponent.

In the light of the adjacent lamp Bent recognized Mallalieu. Mallalieu, too, recognized him, and stopped. "Oh, that you, Mr. Mayor!" exclaimed Bent. "I was just wondering whether to drop in on you as I passed. Have you heard what's happened tonight?" "Heard naught," replied Mallalieu. "I've just been having a hand at whist with Councillor Northrop and his wife and daughter.

Brereton read this extraordinary communication through three times; then he replaced letter and bank-notes in the envelope, put the envelope in an inner pocket, left the house, and walking across to the Northrop villa, asked to see Avice Harborough. Avice came to him in Mrs. Northrop's drawing-room, and Brereton glancing keenly at her as she entered saw that she was looking worn and pale.

Such a sight as greeted us, I shall never forget. There, in his big desk-chair, sat Northrop, absolutely rigid, the most horribly contorted look on his features that I have ever seen half of pain, half of fear, as if of something nameless. Kennedy bent over. His hands were cold. Northrop had been dead at least twelve hours, perhaps longer.

He was absolutely innocent of conscious hyperbole in saying, "It would be worth a life-time of trouble only to have seen her; and I know her and am able to do her a service!" He scored one advantage in having seen Miss Northrop early; he saw Green before Garvey had talked with him.

Grandma Northrop often prophesied of Hal, saying to mother: "That boy's star will rise. I know his good luck will more than balance his father's misfortune, and in your old age you will see him handsomely settled in life." It seemed as if the impulse of his youth had all tended to bring him where the light could shine on his art, and from the time he entered Mr.

By the by," he continued, as they turned out of the road and began to climb a path which led to the first ridge of the moors outside the town, "I haven't seen you today you've heard of this Stoner affair?" "Mr. Northrop told me this afternoon," she replied. "What do you think about it?" Brereton walked on a little way without replying. He was asking a serious question of himself.

Miss Northrop was interested in everything, and consequently had common ground with everybody; and she met each one on that ground, not so much ignoring as temporarily forgetting differences. The year wore on from gray to gray; the parching north wind poured down the plain and darkened the air with gritty dust; the sky, though cloudless, grew murkier every day.

"Well," said Thorpe, "they can't prove much damage." "I don't expect that they will be able to procure a very heavy judgment," replied Northrop. "The facts I shall be able to adduce will cut down damages. But the costs will be very heavy." "Yes," agreed Thorpe. "And," then pursued Northrop with a dry smile, "they practically own Sherman. You may be in for contempt of court at their instigation.