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Updated: June 28, 2025
He was worn by his thoughts of the past days, by his lack of Baird's presence and his desire for his return. His influence was always a controlling and supporting one. Latimer felt less morbid and more sane when they were together. This same night Senator Milner and Judge Rutherford called in company at the house near the Circle.
"Was I thinking aloud?" said Mildred, as she gave him her hand. "You said something about 'getting a good deal." He inspected her with the freedom of an old friend and with the thoroughness of a connoisseur. Women who took pains with themselves and were satisfied with the results liked Stanley Baird's knowing and appreciative way of noting the best points in their toilets.
The divorce you got in Nevada was fraudulent." "That's a lie," said the general coldly. Keith went on, as if he had not heard: "You will not annoy this lady again. And you will stop bribing Stanley Baird's wife to make a fool of herself. And you will stop buying houses in the blocks where Baird owns real estate, and moving colored families into them."
A moment more, and with a wild cheer Baird's men dashed forward and drove the enemy from their front. Meanwhile, we were not idle spectators of all this.
"And they are so incredibly slow about it all," Francesca commented. "It took me about two minutes, at Lady Baird's dinner, where I first met Ronald, to decide that I would marry him as soon as possible. When a month had gone by, and he hadn't asked me, I thought, like Rosalind, that I'd as lief be wooed of a snail."
"You would not have confessed the truth," Baird asked, in a hushed voice, "about what?" "Margery," answered Latimer. "Margery." He saw Baird make a slight forward movement, and he went on monotonously. "She did not die in Italy," he said. "She did not die lying smiling in the evening sun." "She did not?" Baird's low cry was a thing of horror.
Hope's division was on the British left, Baird's on the right. From here he could either reinforce Hope and Baird, or advance down the valley to repel any attack of the French cavalry, and cover the retreat of the main body if forced to fall back.
Among those impersonating guests at the hotel were several young women of rare beauty with whom he would have been not unwilling to fraternize in that easy comradeship which seemed to mark studio life. These were far more alluring than the New York society girl who wooed him and who had secured the part solely through Baird's sympathy for her family misfortunes.
The horror of it, blinding, desolating! And he had as good as stolen that money himself, taking it out to the great open spaces to spend in a bar-room. Baird's serious effort had turned out to be a wild, inconsequent farrago of the most painful nonsense. But it was over for Merton Gill. The golden bowl was broken, the silver cord was loosed.
To-night, Baird; think what it is to-night!" He put a shaking hand on Baird's hand, hurrying him by the unconscious rapidity of his own pace. "Think what it is to-night," he repeated. "She seems part of my being. I cannot free myself. I can see her as she was when she last looked at me, as her child looked at me to-night with joyful bright eyes and lips.
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