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The mutability of the affairs of the most immutable of human beings! This reflection was cut short by observing the stare of blank amazement on Nick Peters's face. "Road!" he said. "Thar ain't no road." "They air app'inted ter lay out an' report on openin' one," explained Persimmon Sneed.
It would be in the highest degree unprofessional o' Calder not fightin', but openin' bilge-cocks but for a while I thought it was him. Ay, I judged it might be him under temptation." "What's your theory?" I demanded. "Weel, I'm inclined to think it was one o' those singular providences that remind us we're in the hands o' Higher Powers.". "It couldn't open and shut itself?"
One by one they reminded Hartley of little things like that, without givin' him a chance to peep, until each one had had his say. But finally Hartley gets an openin'. "You got just what you needed discipline," says he. "That's what made soldiers out of you." "Oh, did it!" says Brother Beans. "Then perhaps a little of it would qualify you for the High Command. Shall we try it, Most Worthy Buddies?"
I think Izzy Grunkheimer must have started it with that thrillin' tale of his about how he got rung in on a midnight studio supper down in Greenwich Village and the little movie star who mistook him for Charley Zukor. Izzy would spin that if he got half an openin'. It was his big night. I believe he claims he got hugged or something.
At this point he got writing material and, asking the woman clearly to describe the way to the cave's mouths, he wrote as she dictated. We will write the account in her own words: "De big openin' is 'bout twenty feet below de top of Bald Knob. You'uns 'member you'uns kin see from de knob's foot his bald head, whar is great rocks and not ary trees.
It's well along in the afternoon before I sees an openin' to drop this option in front of Old Hickory, grabbin' a minute when his desk is fairly clear, and slammin' it down just as though it had been sent in through Piddie. "Delivered on," says I. "Wants rush answer by mail." "Huh!" grunts Old Hickory, lightin' up a fresh Cassadora.
McCrea is working on something rather more important," goes on Old Hickory, "and if you can help him in any way I trust you will do it." "Sure," says I. "What's the grand little idea?" He don't seem enthusiastic about openin' up, McCrea, and I don't know as I blame him much. After he's fished a note book out of his inside pocket he stops and looks me over sort of doubtful.
'Twas past nine afore dinner was done, an' she got up from her end o' the table an' walked across to kiss th' ould fellow. He, 'pon his side, smiled on her, pleased as Punch; for 'twas little inore'n a fortni't since he'd discovered she was the yapple of his eye. She said 'Good night' an' went up-stairs to pack a few things in a bag, he openin' the door and shuttin' it upon her.
"I'd understood yesterday as she was going to the openin' of a bazaar this afternoon openin' by royalty; but I got my orders this morning to fill up the tank and come along at once, 'cos she was going out into the country. 'Ow's that ferret of mine going on?" "First class," said the gardener.
We're still staggerin' ahead. "What's the scheme, Lester?" says I. "Beatin' the office manager to it?" "Huh!" says Lester. "I've been plannin' to make a shift for more'n a year. Just waitin' for the right openin'. I got it now." "The Morgan people sent for you, did they?" says I. "They might have, at that," says Lester, "only I'm through bein' an office slave for anybody.
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