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"It's just a spectacular show," said he; "no plot or anything of that sort, you know, but good music and dancing; and when we get tired of it we can go. We'll have a little supper at Auriccio's afterward, if you'll be so kind. It's only a step from McVicker's." "Won't it be pretty late?" she queried. "Not for Chicago," said he, "and you'll find material for a picture at Auriccio's about midnight.
Pender hesitated a moment for words, casting about with his hands in the air and hunching his shoulders. A perceptible shudder ran over him. "What I can only describe as blackness," he replied in a low tone; "the face of a dark and evil soul." "You destroyed that, too?" queried the doctor sharply.
"By the way, where's Colonel Frémont?" queried Mr. Grigsby. "Is he still out here?" "Certainly. You're a Frémont man, I see. He's here, and so are his wife and daughter. They came out just ahead of you, on the Panama. They make their home in Monterey, but they're up north now, with the colonel. He's mining on his big Mariposa ranch, in the interior back of San José.
"Why do you ask?" I queried. "Not that I am unwilling to tell you, but " "I merely wished to guide my selection of your garments. If you are a naval officer, I will put out your admiral's uniform. If you are a professional golfer, I'll get out your red coat." "I am a literary man," I said. "Ah!" he observed, lifting his eyebrows. "Then, of course, you won't mind wearing these."
"Don't hesitate to ask me," and Andover rose. "Your friend er Ewell arranged for any little contingency that might arise." "Then I kin go most any time?" queried Pete. "We'll see how you are feeling next week. Meanwhile keep out in the sun but wrap up well. Good-bye!" Pete realized that to make a fresh start in life he would have to begin at the bottom.
But now something told her that he was in earnest. Suddenly there flashed into her mind an idea which made her heart thump. "There is only one person in the world who is my enemy, as far as I know," she remarked. "The man who is stealing your logs, eh?" Jasper queried. "Yes. But surely he's not in there!" "Get your coals ready, Mrs. Bean," Jasper bantered.
When the boys got back to the Hall they found that the majority of their friends had gone to bed. Only Stuffer Singleton was up, reading a novel by the light of a wax-candle he had smuggled up to the room. "Hello! have a good time?" queried the boy who loved to eat, as he cast aside the volume. "Bang up," answered Jack, and then he went on quickly. "Stuffer, were you near the gym this afternoon?"
"How much time have we to spare?" queried Dick, then glancing at his watch. "Ten minutes. Laura, will you stroll around the Hall with me and look down over the cliff at the noble old Hudson! This will be one of my last glimpses as a cadet." Laura assented. Greg was about to follow, when Belle Meade drew him back. "Take me inside," she urged. "I am eager to see the decorations."
There was something that brooded and commanded in those eyes, something that might lock the jaw like iron and make their possessor a hammer to break or bend the world. Mr. Lovel stirred the fire very deliberately and sat himself in the second of the two winged chairs. "The King?" he queried. "You were in two minds when we last spoke on the matter. I hoped I had persuaded you.
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