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So she turned and swung her Tight, calling to the boys. Her voice went echoing through the tunnel and soon brought a reply and the sound of scrambling feet. "Hold up that lantern!" yelled Ralph, rather crossly. "How do you expect us to see?" Young Tingley's nerves were "on edge," and like a good many other people when they get that way, he was short-tempered.
For to the right of the incomprehensible general manager sat the young ex-laird of Port Agnew; at Daney's left the old Laird beheld his new daughter-in-law, while further down the pew as far as she could retreat, Mrs. Daney, with face aflame, sat rigid, her bovine countenance upraised and her somewhat vacuous glance fixed unblinkingly at a point some forty feet over Mr. Tingley's pious head.
He was a brown, wrinkled old man, with sparse pepper-and-salt whiskers and a parrot-like nose. "Sharper" was written all over his hatchet features; but probably his provincialism and lack of book education had kept him from being a very dangerous villain. "I wanter know!" exclaimed Rufus. "So you're Tingley's lady? Wal! do you take charge here?" "Oh, no," laughed Mrs. Tingley.
"However, Mr. Tingley's lawyers made old Blent get right down and howl for mercy yes, they did! There was a strong case of conspiracy against him. That's still hanging fire. "But Mr. Tingley says he will not push that, considering Rufus did all he was told to about the title money.
Japanese coolies were no longer coming; but the Japanese middies had the run and freedom of the harbor; and they sketched all the whereabouts of Point Loma purely out of interest for Mrs. Tingley's Theosophy, of course. Diaz's ministry had been very hard pressed financially before being ousted by Madero.
Or was the poor boy foolish enough to try to frighten his pursuers off with the weapons which Ruth very well knew he had in the cave with him? "Oh, I'm glad Mr. Tingley's here to-day," cried Busy Izzy. "He'll give that Lem Daggett what's coming to him that's what he'll do!" "Hope so," agreed Tom, grimly.
When he had departed with the harvest of his grim profession, the thought that had been uppermost in Donald's mind found expression. "It's going to be mighty hard on you living here alone." "It's going to be hard on me wherever I live alone," she replied resignedly. "Wish I could get some woman to come and live with you until we can adjust your affairs, Nan. Tingley's wife's a good sort. Perhaps "
He gave Uncle Pete back every cent he had paid in on the Cliff Island property, with interest compounded, and a good lump sum of money beside as a bonus. "Then Uncle Pete made Mr. Tingley's title good, and we're going to live at the lodge during the closed season, as caretakers. That pleases Uncle Pete, for he couldn't be very well content anywhere else but on Cliff Island." "Oh, Jerry!
The former came into being in 1882 under Madame Blavatsky's own leadership, and has grown from a small property of only 27 acres to one of 263 acres. Here Mrs. Besant World-President of the Theosophical Society, apart from Mrs. Tingley's followers makes her home, leaving it only for periodical lecturing tours throughout India, or for visits to London and other European centres.
I don't just fancy staying in this cave all night if there's any possible chance of getting to Mr. Tingley's house." "Don't know what can be keeping those folks. I believe I could have crept on my hands and knees through the whole hill, and back again, before this time," returned Busy Izzy, in a very sleepy voice.
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