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Magee swooped down upon them he saw the hand of the stranger find the mayor's pocket, and draw from it the package that had been placed there in the office a few moments before. Unfortunately for the demands of the drama in which he had become involved, Mr. Magee had never been an athlete at the university.
He opened the package, and I never saw such a smile on a face before as the one that beamed on that Indian's. He examined the knives carefully, and then he told me how proud he was of them and said in his own language he would always be white brother's friend. I told him that I would be ready to trade with his people the next morning and asked him to inform them of the fact.
"Our hens don't lay a blame egg," Pap told Billings complainingly, "and Sally won't buy eggs, and I can't eat nothin' but eggs for breakfast, so I reckon I'll jist have to naturally starve to death." "Why don't you try some of our hen-food?" asked Billings, taking up a package and reading from the label.
Claire returned with a small package of salt, folded up in brown paper, her courage having failed her when it came to the point of requesting the loan of a more useful article. Priscilla, having joined in the scoffing called out by this evidence of faint-heartedness, was on her guard against a similar display of timidity. Mrs.
I could not reproduce the innocent talk, half gay, half sad, of this long interview, but before he went away the count drew me aside: "Will you give this to Miss St. Clair when I am gone?" I unfolded the package: it contained a photograph of himself and a small painting which he had executed of the Coliseum on the night of the illumination. "Yes." "And will you send me her photograph from Paris?
She was shy at first, but when I held out a picture advertisement from a package of cigarettes she gradually edged nearer, encouraged by her mother. Soon she was leaning on my knee. Then without taking her black eyes from my face, she solemnly put one finger in her mouth and jerked it out with a loud 'pop, much to her mother's gratification.
She surmised preparations for a hasty marriage how hasty she dared not think. And she guessed, too, the hopeless predicament of Nikky Larisch. She sat and stared ahead. During the afternoon came a package, rather unskillfully tied with a gilt cord. Opening it, the Countess disclosed a glove-box of wood, with a design of rather shaky violets burnt into the cover.
The valet replied with a humble but very sincere air: "Because, if Monseigneur should hear from the Count, and there is any question of the package which I took to Maisons-Lafitte this morning for Monseigneur " "Well?" said Andras. "Monseigneur would greatly oblige me if he would not let the Count know that I did not fulfil his orders last evening." "Last evening? What do you mean?
Does the gentleman in Geneva intend to read it before sending it to us, or has he perhaps not received the package? Not hearing we are uneasy. . .Good-by, my dear son; I have no room for more, except to add my tender love for you. An honorable mention of your name in the Lausanne Gazette has brought us many pleasant congratulations. . . August, 1829. . . .I hope by this time you have my book.
Einstein in furnishing bail, the crying and sleeping jags all were set forth with a vividness which left nothing to the imagination, and at the end the big man was comforted. When it was all over and his memory came down to date he suddenly recalled a package of letters that were tied up in his coat, which was still on the back of his saddle.
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