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It was during this process that she heard part of a conversation which interested her very much. "Herbert Robbins wrote me not long ago to ask if I could suggest a fitting man for one of the engineering departments of the college," said Grandpa Otway. "I told him I would consider the matter, and if any one occurred to me I would let him know.
"That's a very pretty story," remarked the orderly, "but doesn't it sound almost too much like a dime novel?" "If you don't believe it ask Gus Robbins, if you get a chance to speak to him. He knows George, and has reason to be grateful to him too.
I'm old, anyway. Promise yuh'll stick with him, no matter what happens to me!" "I promise," said The Kid, and the two men shook hands. Getting to the water hole and back again was a forlorn hope, but Robbins was past reasoning. Lurching through the door, he ran outside the hut and toward the tulles. Young Robbins cried after his father, and then covered his eyes.
I knew him very well when I was younger, for I will venture to say you are a Miss Somebody Otway." "Her name is Marian," said Patty, "and we are going to be great friends." "You are? Isn't it early in the day to make such predictions?" said Mr. Robbins. "No." Patty shook her head. "I knew the minute I saw her that we were going to be. I like her, don't you, daddy?"
She swayed and would have fallen, had Hilary not jumped to catch her. His heart was beating thickly with excess of emotion. Joan Robbins in his arms again how he prayed for this moment in the icy reaches of interplanetary space. Yet what was she doing here in Bronxville? Her home had always been atop the windswept Robbins Building in Great New York.
Duncan stood passive, faintly amused and touched by the other's show of affection. "No," he said, "I didn't really think so. But it was worth trying on, of course." "Look here, have you dined?" 'At this suggestion Duncan stiffened and fell back. "No, but " Kellogg swept the ground from under his feet. "Robbins," he told the man, "order in dinner for two from the club, and tell 'em to hurry it up."
Ben pondered over my words while a mocking-bird on the top of a mesquite by the porch trilled a dozen bars. "I reckon," said he, "that your diagnosis about covers the case according to the rules laid down in the copy-books and historical readers. But what I had in my mind was the case of Willie Robbins, a person I used to know.
"I'm very sorry, sir." "Thank you but that's all right. I'm used to it." "And you're going to leave, sir?" "I am, Robbins." "I may I take the liberty of hoping it's to take another position?" "You may, but you lose a second time. I've just made up my mind I'm not going to hang round here any longer. That's all." "But," Robbins ventured, hovering about with exasperating solicitude "but Mr.
Three times he said he must be going, yet did not stir, which quite amused Josh Kingsley and Felix Robbins. "Our scout master sure must have missed his calling when he set out to be a civil engineer and surveyor," whispered the former in the ear of Felix. "That's so," replied the other, "for while he may be a pretty good civil engineer, he'd made a crackerjack of a lawyer or a preacher.
"A soldier's life is hard enough for me, and there is quite as much danger in it as I care to face." "What do you know about Gus Robbins?" continued George. "He left my cousin Ned very suddenly in Brownsville, and none of us ever heard of him afterward. It can't be possible that he enlisted too?" "Yes, he did. He belongs to my troop, and is just as fond of getting into scrapes as he ever was.
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