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The son, after the old immigrant died, took to spelling his name Cassleigh, and the grandson is the prize snob of the town." "And Bayliss's father was indicted by the grand jury, seven or eight years ago, for bribery in connection with a trolley franchise," muttered Greg Holmes. "Also currently reported to be true, my infant," nodded Dave sagely.
And if Frances should marry him she'd be I don't know whether she'd be a 'Lady' or not, but she'd have an awful high place in society." "I suppose she would. But I hope she won't do it." "So do I, for poor young Doctor Bayliss's sake, if nothin' else. He's so good and so patient with it all. And he's just eaten up with jealousy; anybody can see that.
I COULDN'T believe it. But now I know." This was a little too much. The idea that I I had been playing the matchmaker for Bayliss's benefit made me almost as angry as she was. "Nonsense!" I declared. "Miss Morley, this is too ridiculous to go on. I did speak to Mr. Heathcroft. There was a reason, a good reason, for my doing so." "I do not wish to hear your reason, as you call it.
Like to have you, too, Bayliss, of course." Bayliss's thanks were not effusive. Frances, however, declared that she should love to see the greenhouses. For my part, common politeness demanded my asking Mr. Heathcroft to call at the rectory. He accepted the invitation at once and heartily. He called the very next day and joined us at tea.
"Now, madam," as you are fully satisfied with regard to Mr. Bayliss's illness, can't you do something to get the Hamiltons here?" "I am willing," I replied, "to do all in my power, but see no better way than to inform them of the state of affairs upon my return, and the train will leave for Adrian at eight o'clock to-morrow morning."
A gloomy silence followed, broken by Bayliss's disconsolate query: "Then, hang it! What can we do?" And that query stuck hard! On that fateful Thursday morning every High School boy, and nearly every High School girl saw "The Blade." The morning paper, however, contained no allusion whatever to the football remarks of the day before.
At the moment they were idly turning some sheets of music, but the way the slim fingers moved in and out between the pages was pretty and fascinating. Her foot, glimpsed beneath her skirt, was slender and graceful, too. She had an attractive trick of swinging it as she sat upon the piano stool. Recalled from these and other pleasing observations by Bayliss's mention of my name, I looked up.
Good morning!" Bayliss sauntered along, blithely whistling a tune. He knew Coach Morton would give him the glad hand of welcome for the squad and the team. "Oh, Mr. Morton," was Bayliss's greeting, as he encountered the coach near the school building steps. "Yes?" asked the submaster pleasantly.
I'm scared to death that he and this Heathcroft man will have some sort of of a fight or somethin'. That would be awful, wouldn't it!" I did not answer. My apprehensions were not on Herbert Bayliss's account. He could look out for himself. It was Frances' happiness I was thinking of. "Hosy," said Hephzy, very seriously indeed, "there's somethin' else. I'm not sure that Mr.
If ever anything was plain it was that the longer we remained without news of Frances Morley the better pleased Herbert Bayliss's parents would be. "But I say, Knowles," he added, "you and he must meet, you know. He doesn't hold any ill-feeling or or resentment toward you. Really he doesn't. Herbert! Oh, I say, Herbert! Come here, will you." Young Bayliss turned. The doctor whispered in my ear.
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