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This timely warning had saved his family from perhaps an even greater scandal. He passed the letter in silence to Ryder, Sr. The financier was a man of few words when the situation called for prompt action. After he had read the letter through, there was an ominous silence. Then he rang a bell. The butler appeared. "Tell Mr. Bagley I want him." The man bowed and disappeared.
By the time I had unloaded the hay, I found that my wife and Mousie were among the raspberries, and that the number of full, fragrant little baskets was increasing rapidly. "Winifred, isn't this work, with your walk to the Bagley cottage, too much for you?" "Oh, no," she replied, lightly. "An afternoon in idleness in a stifling city flat would have been more exhausting. It's growing cool now.
Two of the group were dead when they fell Ensign Bagley and Fireman Daniels. The young ensign was literally disemboweled, and the entire lower portion of the fireman's body was torn away. The other three died within a few minutes. A flying piece of shrapnel struck Lieutenant Bernadou in the thigh and cut an ugly gash, but the Lieutenant did not know it then.
Bagley to shoot Casey, however richly the latter may deserve to have his neck stretched for such fraud on the people." Casey read this editorial in full knowledge that thousands of his fellow-citizens would also read it. He was at that time, in addition to his numerous political cares, editor of a small newspaper called The Sunday Times.
But the negro man servant announced Mr. Bagley. A look of displeasure marked Florence's answer. "Tell him my father is not here is spending the evening with Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence." "Mr. Bagley! he must be devoted, to call on such a night!" remarked Edna, when the servant had gone. "He calls at all sorts of times.
Charles Maxwell, Rural Route Fifty-three, Martin's Hill Road," she read. Her daughter began to whimper. The station-master frowned. "Hum," he said, "that's the Herm er, d'you know him?" Mrs. Bagley said: "I've never met him. What kind of a man is he?" That was the sort of question the station-master appreciated. His job was neither demanding nor exciting; an opportunity to talk was worth having.
Higgins was a simple creature, who used to haul rock; and on the day Judge Bagley fell down the court-house steps and broke his neck, Higgins was commissioned to carry the body in his wagon to the house of Mrs. Bagley and break the news to her as gently as possible. When he arrived, he shouted until Mrs. Bagley came to the door, and then tactfully inquired if the Widder Bagley lived there!
The library was usually kept locked when the great man was away, and on the few occasions when access to it was possible, the lynx-eyed Mr. Bagley was always on guard.
My wife nodded at Bobsey, and said, "Wait and see!" Whom do you think we employed to mount guard during our absence? No other than Bagley. Mr. Jones said that it was like asking a wolf to guard the flock, for his prejudices yielded slowly; but I felt sure that this proof of trust would do the man more good than a dozen sermons.
But when they had stood awhile, and the two white men began a conversation, he noticed the gratifying fact and became composed enough to listen to the words that passed between Captain Bagley and Worrell. "You may say what you please," said the former, "but there is more risk in this business than I want to assume.
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