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Updated: June 17, 2025
More than one of those younger folk had had it in mind that at last year's ball Mary Flippin had sat in the gallery. But not even the most snobbish of them would have dared to brave Becky Bannister's displeasure. Back of her clear-eyed serenity was a spirit which flamed and a strength which accomplished.
"Ain' you evah gwine shut yo' eyes?" "Daisy, sing," said Fiddle. "I'se sung twel my th'oat's dry," said Daisy. And just then Mary came in. "Isn't she asleep, Daisy? I'll take her. Bannister's John is down-stairs and wants to see you." "Well, I ain' wantin' to see him," Daisy tossed her head; "you jus' take Miss Fiddle whilst I goes down and settles him. I ain' dressed and I ain' ready, Miss Mary.
That Lora Delane Porter should have retired from active interference with his concerns was much; but that he should have had the incredible good fortune to be freed from the burden of John Bannister's money was more. If ever money was the root of all evil, this had been. It had come into his life like a poisonous blight, withering and destroying wherever it touched.
Your whole conscience stirred with Bannister's performance of Walter in the Children in the Wood how dearly beautiful it was! but Dicky seemed like a thing, as Shakspeare says of Love, too young to know what conscience is. He put us into Vesta's days. Evil fled before him not as from Jack, as from an antagonist, but because it could not touch him, any more than a cannon-ball a fly.
"Just the same," said Spike, looking back uneasily, "this last one has come from Rogers's Island, I should think. Do you suppose it is Snider and the other man? Did they have a boat?" "I didn't see any," I replied. "They'd be sure to have one, though." Spook went down into the cabin again, to get Captain Bannister's spy-glass.
For one thing, he's daid now; and for another, he happens to be Mr. Bannister's cousin." "But weren't they enemies?" "That's how I understand it. But this man's passed over the range. A MAN doesn't unload his hatred on dead folks and I expect if y'u'll study him, even y'u will be able to figure out that my friend measures up to the size of a real man." "I don't see why if "
Are you upholstered with hardware to catch the eyes of some girl?" she asked, touching with the end of her whip the revolver in the holster strapped to his chaps. His serene, gay smile flashed at her. "Are y'u ordering me to go out and get Ned Bannister's scalp?" "No, I am not," she explained promptly. "What I am trying to discover is why you all seem to be afraid of one man.
"You're all in, old man. Y'u hadn't ought to have ridden, even though y'u did skin us all to a finish." "Nonsense, Mac. First place goes to y'u or or Jack Holloway." "Not unless the judges are blind." But Bannister's prediction proved true.
But now and she could not avoid the conclusion Teddy had barricaded against her every side of himself except one the side that showed the manager of the Rancho de las Sombras and a jolly chum who had forgiven and forgotten. Queerly enough the words of Mr. Bannister's description of her property came into her mind "all inclosed within a strong barbed-wire fence."
Trowbridge called Mrs. Bannister's attention to a certain desk. When they went back to the privacy of his own office, he asked her if she would like to come to use that desk, say on Monday? "There's a bunch of confidential letters there now, for you to answer," he said. "Then there are always articles to change, or cut, or adapt. Also our Miss Briggs, in the 'My Own Money Club, needs help.
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