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Let me see " his casual air did not deceive his alert listener "Algonquin's your home, isn't it?" "Yes." "You've been practising law there, haven't you?" He took out his watch and looked at it. "Yes, in Algonquin." A smile passed over the young physician's face, as of pleasant reminiscence. "Algonquin," he repeated "pretty name. You don't happen to know er a Miss Murray there, do you? A teacher."
Even the mice had to join in the laugh on themselves, and when Jock had given the few words of his fourthly which were left, every one, himself included, was in fine humour. The last speaker was Alexander Graham's wealthy brother. William Graham had been the most successful, from one point of view, of all Algonquin's returning sons.
Sandy's been telling me about your work here. And Ed too. Do you intend to settle in Algonquin?" "I hope not, sir, not permanently at least." "That's right. Algonquin's a fine place to have in the background of one's life, but it's rather small for any expansion. Did you know I've had an eye on you since you were up north last winter?" "On me?" cried Roderick amazed. "Yes, just on you."
Financially the citizens had a great burden to bear. Investigators on Friday put the figures of the losses at double that of the previous day, making it $50,000,000. The down-town district was practically free of water. Fire engines pumped out the basement of the Algonquin Hotel, that the Algonquin's artesian well supply might be pumped into the empty city water mains for fire protection.
Early in the morning the Inverness with half of the entertainment committee, the town band, and such youngsters as Captain Jimmie could not eject from his decks, sailed away down to Barbay to bring the heroes home and, as the Chronicle said in a splendid editorial, the next morning, Algonquin's heart throbbed with pride as the goodly ship sailed into port with her precious cargo.
It was a solitary Algonquin captive, who called out that he had been on the track of a bear since daybreak. He probably belonged to some well-known Iroquois, for he was welcomed to the camp-fire. The sight of a face from Three Rivers roused the Algonquin's memories of his northern home.
There was always a sad dearth of young men on the Inverness, except on a public holiday; but as the girls said, they could always depend on Alf. He was Algonquin's one young gentleman of leisure, and beside having a great deal of money to spend on ice-cream and bon-bons, had also an unlimited amount of good nature to spend with it. He seemed to be the only one on board who had much to do.
And you'll hear from him; for he thinks, the poor mistaken man, that his little Leslie is the whole thing!" And even though Roderick protested vigorously, he could not help feeling that it would be a great stroke of good fortune to have Algonquin's richest and most powerful man feel he was in his debt.
So he was thrown into quite a state of nervousness when, early in June, Algonquin began to prepare for a unique celebration. The first of July had been chosen as "Old Boys' Day," and all Algonquin's exiled sons had been invited to come back to the old home on that day and be made happy. "Old Boys' Day" was an entirely new institution in Algonquin.
Before the small boat reached the Algonquin's side, all passengers and members of the crew were on deck. Frank pressed close to Jack. "Got your gun?" he asked. "In my boot," was the quiet reply; "and yours?" "All right. How about your little decoration?" Jack took a small object from his pocket and put it in the left-hand button hole of his coat. Frank followed his example.
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