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William C. Ralston's Bank of California had become the great financial institution of the West. Ralston was the Rothschild of America. Through him Central Pacific Railway promoters borrowed $3,000,000 with less formality than a country banker uses in mortgaging of a ten-acre farm. Two millions took their unobtrusive wing to South America, financing mines he had never seen.
He thought of Ralston's letter, and laughed. Lofty conduct breeds the lofty ideal. What would Ralston say to this, he wondered? Not that the thing had a touch of barbarism to his mind. It was rough, of course, but it was inspiring, and he was used to it. He had seen a great deal of this peculiar sport, and had a warm liking for it.
Ralston's house, I said to him: "Papa says I may offer you twenty dollars for the colt, but if you won't take that, I am to offer twenty-two and a half, and if you won't take that, to give you twenty-five." It would not require a Connecticut man to guess the price finally agreed upon. This story is nearly true. I certainly showed very plainly that I had come for the colt and meant to have him.
Never seen a little blood before? If you faint, I'll I'll kick you! There!" Tommy pulled himself together forthwith. He had never before submitted to being bullied by Ralston; but he submitted then, for speech was beyond him. They lowered the big frame between them, and at Ralston's command he supported it while the doctor made a swift examination of the injury.
It was as if as if well, I can't find a better comparison." "It was as if a European suddenly changed before your eyes into an Oriental." Dewes was not pleased with Ralston's success in supplying the simile he could not hit upon himself. "That's a little fanciful," he said grudgingly; and then recognised frankly the justness of its application. "Yet it's true a European changing into an Oriental!
She turned up the lights, flung a dressing-gown about her shoulders and opened the door. Ralston was in the passage, behind him she saw lights strangely wavering and other faces. These too wavered strangely. From very far away, she heard Ralston's voice once more. "What is it? What is it?" And then she fell forward against him and sank in a swoon upon the floor.
Ralston's house, I said to him: "Papa says I may offer you twenty dollars for the colt, but if you won't take that, I am to offer twenty-two and a half, and if you won't take that, to give you twenty-five." It would not require a Connecticut man to guess the price finally agreed upon. This story is nearly true. I certainly showed very plainly that I had come for the colt and meant to have him.
Nevertheless, he took him back to the surgery and made him swallow some sal volatile in spite of protest. "And now you won't be a fool, will you?" he said at parting. "I should be sorry if you got shot to no purpose. Monck would be sorry too." "Do you know where he is?" questioned Tommy point-blank. "Yes." Blunt and uncompromising came Ralston's reply.
"I shall be with you," he said. "There will be no danger or at all events no danger that Englishwomen are unprepared to face in this country." The appeal to her courage served Ralston's turn. Violet raised her head with a little jerk of pride. "Certainly I will ride with you this afternoon through Peshawur," she said; and she went out of the room and left Ralston alone.
You, dear Mrs. Ralston, always wear rose-coloured spectacles, with the unfortunate result that your opinion is so unvaryingly favourable that nobody values it." Mrs. Ralston's faded face flushed faintly. She worked on in silence. For a space Netta Ermsted smoked her cigarette with her eyes fixed upon space; then very suddenly she spoke again. "I wonder if Ralph Dacre committed suicide." Mrs.
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