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And Commissioner Perry, with a great faculty for swift, decisive action, and a gift for attracting the cooperative efforts of his officers and men, was the type to undertake the task and succeed. Now, for a score of years he has directed the movements of the Force, meeting the extraordinary and unexpected situations which arise in a country that is a sort of melting-pot of the nations.
But the notoriety never rose to reputation; and the history which preserves his name at all, preserves it in connection with an event it were well for his memory to have eternally forgotten. It is to be added that he was the brother-in-law of Captain Matthew Perry, and that Duer was his uncle. Hardly had his broadside been delivered, when another attack appeared.
You may thank your stars, Perry, that when I wanted you to join me, you had the sense to refuse. When I heard you were married I called you a fool. But I know better now." He paused. He had been speaking with a force that was almost passionate. When he continued his tone had changed. "That is why you find me a trifle less surly than I used to be," he said. "I used to hate my fellow-creatures.
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He asked Perry Larson what it was like; but Perry only shrugged his shoulders and said, to nobody, apparently: "Sugar! Won't ye hear that, now?" which to David was certainly no answer at all. That one must be spick and span to go to church, David soon found out never before had he been so scrubbed and brushed and combed.
Hepzibah brought in more bowls of flip, and we watched John plunge the red-hot loggerheads in, till the foam arose, and the bitter-sweet smell filled the room. We were passing the bowls round, and drinking the flip, when Matthew Mead, the tythingman, came in. He sat down and watched us. Then he went over to John Perry, and said: "Don't drink any more, John. You have had enough."
"Wanta go to a party?" demanded Perry sternly. "I gotta work," answered the taxi-driver lugubriously. "I gotta keep my job." "It's a very good party." "'S a very good job." "Come on!" urged Perry. "Be a good fella. See it's pretty!" He held the camel up and the taxi-driver looked at it cynically. "Huh!" Perry searched feverishly among the folds of the cloth.
Cap'n Abe's chest was took back to the depot by Perry Baker when he brought your trunks over, sure 'nough. And Perry Baker says he shipped that chest to Boston for your uncle, marked to be called for. It went by express." "But but what of it?" asked the puzzled girl. "Humph! Stands to reason," declared Mrs. Gallup, "that Cap'n Abe wouldn't have done no such foolish thing as that.
Perry set down the battered milk can on which they had paid a deposit of twenty-five cents, took a long breath and, viewing the encompassing fog, exclaimed melodramatically: "Lost on Martha's Vineyard, or The Mystery of the Four Dozen Eggs!" "Well, we won't starve for awhile," laughed Han. "Say, where is that lane we came up, anyway? Think we've passed it?" "About ten miles back," sighed Perry.
Adams looked at Miss Perry wearily, but remained passive, making no inquiries; for he was long accustomed to what seemed to him a kind of jargon among ladies, which became the more incomprehensible when they tried to explain it. A man's best course, he had found, was just to let it go as so much sound.
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