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"How much for this precious library, just as it stands, all complete?" called the auctioneer. "Fifty pieces of gold!" "A hundred!" "Two hundred." "Three!" "Four!" "Five hundred!" "Five twenty-five." A brief pause. "Five forty!" A longer pause, while the auctioneer redoubled his persuasions. "Five-forty-five!"
Mansell seemed like a Greek god who had for a moment descended to earth to reveal a glimpse of what Olympus was like. Gordon went down and saw him off by the five-forty-five. "My word! I envy you, Mansell," he said. "I shouldn't. I often wish I was back again in the House. All those old days with Claremont and Trundle, the footer; and all that. We had a darned fine time.
He could sit out on the porch of an evening and look at the water uninterrupted or he could stay in the library and read. Breakfast and dinner were invariably delightful occasions, for though he rose at five-forty-five in order to have his bath, breakfast, and be able to walk to the factory and reach it by seven, Mrs.
Nevertheless it was ten minutes past five before Abe boarded a crosstown car; and, although he made a wild sprint from the ferry landing on the Long Island side, he arrived at the trainshed just in time to see the rear platform of the five-forty-five for Arverne disappearing in a cloud of black smoke.
He felt that all the summer inhabitants of the city were drinking tea there that afternoon, and he began to curse them for their folly. It was five-forty-five when Joan came down the steps. Raymond knew her at once by her walk. He had always noted that swing of hers under her white robe.
"How much for this precious library, just as it stands, all complete?" called the auctioneer. "Fifty pieces of gold!" "A hundred!" "Two hundred." "Three!" "Four!" "Five hundred!" "Five twenty-five." A brief pause. "Five forty!" A longer pause, while the auctioneer redoubled his persuasions. "Five-forty-five!"
"Lieutenant Lapenotiere?" he asked, reaching back and holding up his paper to the lamp to make sure of the syllables. "That is my name," said the amazed Lieutenant. "I was ordered here five-forty-five to drive you down to Merton." "To Merton?" echoed Lieutenant Lapenotiere, his hand going to his pocket.
"Five-thirty, rise; five-forty-five, studies till seven-thirty; breakfast and recreation from seven-thirty till eight; from eight till ten, school; from ten to a quarter past, recreation; from a quarter past ten till half past twelve, school; then dinner and recreation from one till two.
At five-forty-five the evening train lurched in, bearing The Mysterious Stranger. Tracey Tanner saw him first, having driven down to the station with his father's surrey on the off-chance of picking up a quarter or so from some drummer wishing to be conveyed to the Bigelow House. Only outlanders pay money for hacks in Radville; everybody else walks, of course.
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