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Strong as he was, Thayer had felt the strain of the past six weeks; and it was good to hide himself with Arlt in a Canadian fishing village, dismiss his responsibilities to his neighbor, and give himself up to absolute idleness and much good music. He had planned to spend August and September in Germany; but fate willed otherwise.
"She is there," he said softly, with an odd little quaver in his thin old voice. "I think you may go to her." Thayer crossed the hall, laid his hand on the door, then hesitated. For an instant, he shrank from the scene that might be before him. Then instinctively he drew himself up and pushed open the door. "Beatrix?" he said. The color rushed to her face, as she sprang up and held out her hands.
I believe this can be made the greatest wheat country in America." Judge Thayer brought his hand down with a smack of the palm that made his papers fly, his face radiating the pleasure that words alone could not express. "I've been telling them that for seven years, Morgan!" he said. "Hasn't it ever been tried out?" "Tried out? They don't stay long enough to try out anything, Morgan.
Beasley went on to tell of the spectacle of the sinking of the Titanic, the terrible experiences of the survivors in the life-boats and their final rescue by the Carpathia as already related. ONE of the calmest of the passengers was: young Jack Thayer, the seventeen-year-old son of Mr. and Mrs. John B. Thayer.
Just as we were about to start the first reinforcement reached me on transports. It was a brigade composed of six full regiments commanded by Colonel Thayer, of Nebraska. As the gunboats were going around to Donelson by the Tennessee, Ohio and Cumberland rivers, I directed Thayer to turn about and go under their convoy.
"Things will have to happen and happen fast if I ever live up to my contract, Ba'tiste." "So?" "Yes, I put too much confidence in Thayer. I thought he was honest. When my father died, he came back to Boston, of course, and we had a long talk. I agreed that I was not to interfere out here any more than was necessary, spending my time, instead, in rounding up business.
"Be you goin'?" Barnabas did not reply. His mother moved, and brought her eyes on a range with his, and the two faces confronted each other in silence, while it was as if two wills clashed swords in advance of them. Then Mrs. Thayer moved away. "I ain't never goin' to say anything more to you about it," she said; "but there's one thing you needn't come home to dinner.
The fingers were moving restlessly and, on the back, the cords twitched a little now and then. Thayer watched it curiously for a moment. Then he clasped his hands on his knee and held them there, motionless. Above the murmur of talk of his guests, Lorimer's voice rose, high and clear, merry as the voice of a happy child. "It's a great night for you, Arlt, the night of your life.
He had seemed to simply stare at life from a sunny place on a stone-wall or a door-step all summer. When the autumn set in he sat in his old chair by the fire. Caleb had always felt cold since Deborah died. When the bell tolled off his years, one morning in November, nobody felt surprised. People had said to each other for some time that Caleb Thayer was failing.
When Thayer comes, Tuesday night, are you willing to talk the whole matter over with him and see what he thinks about it now? There would be a certain consolation to me in knowing that he disapproved the affair, and he may possibly suggest some way of breaking it off." "Possibly," Miss Gannion assented; "unless it is already too late."
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