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Macy says how any one could remember 'em off of paper she can't see anyhow, an' Luther Stott's wife lives 2164 Eleventh Avenue S.W., an' that was very important too, for there's seven other Eleventh Avenues in the city besides eight Eleventh Streets; seems as the new part of the city is laid out that way so as to make it simple to them as knows where they live anyhow. "Well, Mrs.
I wor thirty-five year owd, and hed a tidy bit o' brass, when they geet me to put a twothree hunderd in a speculation. Ay, dear! I wor fool enugh not to let weel alone. I did as they wanted me. Me, and Bill Stott's faither, and owd Jerry o' th' Moss went in together heavy, and we lost every farthin'. I shall never forgeet it. It wor Sunday mornin' when th' news coome fro' th' lawyer.
Wallie heard it but did not look to see whom it might be bringing, as in answer to Stott's threat he dropped the cinch and laid his hand upon the horn. "If you think I'm bluffing " For answer, Wallie pulled off the saddle. Stott hesitated for the fraction of a second, then his arm shot out and Wallie dropped heavily from the blow beneath the ear which Stott dealt him.
I have turned up the account of my interview in an old press-cutting book, and I do not know that I can do better than quote that part of it which describes Stott's personal appearance. I wrote the account on the off chance of being able to get it taken. It was one of my lucky hits.
He was occupied with his own interests; he doubted Challis's intention to continue his work on the book the announcement had been so half-hearted. "What about that child?" asked Challis. "That child?" Lewes appeared to have forgotten the existence of Victor Stott. "That abnormal child of Stott's?" prompted Challis. "Oh! Of course, yes. I believe he still goes nearly every day to the library.
There were marked points of difference between the development of Heinecken and that of Stott's child. Heinecken was physically feeble; at the age of three he was still being fed at the breast. The Stott precocity appeared to be physically strong; his body looked small and undeveloped, it is true, but this was partly an illusion produced by the abnormal size of the head.
Hicks offered it much as the head of John the Baptist might have been brought to Salome. "Thank you, Hicks," said Mrs. Stott, kindly. "I hope you'll like it, ma'am," he murmured, humbly. The mark of favour seemed to bear out Mrs. Stott's contention that inferiors should not be treated as equals in any circumstances. Now, with her fork in the fish, Mrs.
There was a tense, strained silence. Then Stott began to breathe heavily. He lifted his long arms for a moment and raised his eyes, he even made a tentative step towards the usurped throne. The child sat calm, motionless; his eyes were fixed upon his father's face with a sublime, undeviating confidence. Stott's arms fell to his sides again, he shuffled his feet.
Pinkey hesitated. "You need not be afraid that he will injure me. I can handle him." Wallie, who never had heard of Mr. Stott's horsemanship, consented reluctantly. "I prefer to saddle and bridle myself, also," said Mr. Stott, when the buckskin was pointed out to him.
Come, will you join forces with me?" Shirley shook her head and was about to reply when the telephone bell rang. Ryder took up the receiver and spoke to the butler downstairs: "Who's that? Judge Stott? Tell him I'm too busy to see anyone. What's that? A man's life at stake? What's that to do with me? Tell him " On hearing Stott's name, Shirley nearly betrayed herself.
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