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He had at his back a satchel, which seemed to contain a few necessaries, a hawking gauntlet on his left hand, though he carried no bird, and in his right a stout hunter's pole.
Blue Bonnet was terror stricken. "What do they mean by leaving you alone?" she said, clasping and unclasping her hands. "It's outrageous!" "I've only been alone a few minutes. Mrs. Goodwin just stepped out a minute." As Carita spoke the door opened and Mrs. Goodwin herself entered, followed by a very professional looking man carrying a satchel. Mrs.
"What makes' you think that?" "Why, I just know it. He's got a room that's just across from that lamp post. He's going to sit there perfectly comfortable behind his shutters at 10.22 to-morrow, and when he sees us sitting on the ash-barrel, he'll say to himself, 'I saw one of those fellows on the train' and then he'll pack his satchel in half a minute and ship for the ends of the earth."
From that all-containing handbag which was her inseparable companion she drew out a file, and taking one of the master-keys, began to file it to fit the lock of the black satchel. This operation consumed more time than she was aware, so interesting was the intricate work. She was presently startled by a sound in the corridor. Mr.
Perhaps, again, it was the hairpins. Off to town on donkey back the three Americans rode slowly, a native escort filing after, and there in town the bazaars yielded a long pongee dust coat and a straw hat and a white veil, "to escape detection," Arlee gaily said, and a satchel which she filled with mysterious purchases, and then, clad once more in the semblance of her traveling world, safe and sound and undiscovered, she stood upon the station platform, awaiting the train to Luxor.
Riley was in his element again, and Allen grasped at the old man's offer with an eagerness not assumed. "That's just the thing," he said. "You pack the trunk, Riley, while Lady Pat and I sit on the window-seat and have a little visit." "Here are my things, too, Riley." Patricia handed the old man her satchel and book. "Perhaps you'd better pack those on top."
Duvall, inspecting her as well as he could in the faint light, began to feel grave doubts as to whether after all he had been successful in his ruse. She seemed so little the type of woman he would have associated with the brutal campaign of terror that had been directed against Miss Morton. She clutched a black leather satchel tightly in one hand. Duvall regarded it with interest.
As for the young girl, she followed him for a moment with her eyes, and then laughing merrily continued her way, swinging her satchel and humming an old ditty. We shall meet with her again. Sir Asinus was clad as usual in a rich suit of silk, over which fell in graceful folds his old faded dressing gown.
No enemies approach the great mouldering gates: only at morn and even the cows come lowing past them, the village maidens chatter merrily round the fountains, and babble like the ever-voluble stream that flows under the old walls. The schoolboys, with book and satchel, in smart uniforms, march up to the gymnasium, and return thence at their stated time.
The repair gang in greasy caps and spotted blue overalls were inspecting the train, pottering about the trucks, opening and closing the journal-boxes, striking clear notes on the wheels with long-handled hammers. Vandover stood close to his father, his thin legs wide apart, holding in both his hands the satchel he had been permitted to carry.
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