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I. Tapp has other matrimonial plans for Lawford." "What?" gasped the horrified Mrs. Conroth. "He does not approve of you?" "Too true, auntie. I have driven poor Lawford to work in a candy factory." "That that upstart!" exploded the lady. But she did not refer to Lawford. It was evident that Aunt Euphemia saw nothing but the threat of storm clouds for her niece in the offing.
I had your mother write her last night inviting her down here. Of course, your mother and the girls think Bill Johnson's folks are too plain. But I'm boss once in a while in my own house." "And you call mother a matchmaker!" "I know what I want and I'm going to get it," said I. Tapp doggedly. "Dorothy is the girl for you. Don't you get entangled with anybody else.
"You poor boy!" she said tenderly. "Don't mind about me. It's you we are worrying about. But I am sure you cannot be seriously injured. Betty will take you directly over to the Point and the folks there will get a doctor for you. Next time we'll have a much nicer fishing trip, Mr. Tapp. Good-bye." He muttered his adieu and watched her get into the skiff after Betty and the baskets.
"Ha!" snorted I. Tapp again. "Ford's no fool, it seems, when it comes to a contract. He's got me tied hard and fast to a royalty agreement and a lump sum down if the machine works the way he says it will." "I'm so glad!" cried Louise. "You are, eh? What for?" "Because we need not wait so long to be married," she frankly told him. I. Tapp stood squarely in the path and looked at her.
"Maybe he's lying." "Did dot cut trapeze show if he vas, hey?" "Then he's a spy. Sneaking in on gentlemen's private affairs. Bah!" cried Tapp, with a venomous stare at Andy, "I wouldn't train with you two at a hundred per week!" He crawled over to the edge of the wagon preparatory to leaving the vehicle and seeking more congenial company.
Cicely says it is that picture actress who is staying at Cap'n Abe's. Is that so?" "I presume Cicely is right," his son answered. "There is no other here at present to my knowledge." "Of all things!" ejaculated Mr. Tapp. "You are always making some kind of a fool of yourself, Lawford. Don't, for pity's sake, be that kind of a fool." "What do you mean, dad?" and now the young man's eyes flashed.
The skipper meant to get to the wrecked schooner. He had no doubt of accomplishing this, and Cap'n Abe caught fire of courage from the skipper's transfigured countenance. As for Lawford Tapp, no member of Cap'n Trainor's crew pulled a better oar than he. With the bow ash he drove on like a young giant. Fear did not enter into his emotions.
With this success all the outworks of Chanchufu were taken, and the town itself closely besieged. Gordon then proceeded to plant his batteries opposite the point he had selected for attack, but a regrettable affair happened in the night, when the picket on guard fired into the party working at the battery, and killed Colonel Tapp, an excellent officer who commanded the artillery of the force.
Lawford Tapp was gazing out of the door beside Cap'n Joab, whose deeply tanned, whisker-fringed countenance wore an expression of disgust. "I declare! I'd love to see this wonderful brother of his. He must have Baron Munchausen lashed to the post," the young man whispered. "Never heard tell of that Munchausen feller," Cap'n Joab reflected. "Reckon he didn't sail from any of the Cape ports.
"'Cause it's belonged to the Tapps since away back, or, so Cap'n Joab says. That sand heap never was wuth a punched nickel a ton till these city folks began to build along The Beaches." Louise, in her own mind, immediately constructed another theory about Lawford Tapp, "the fisherman's son."
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