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Now she ruled instead of submitting; her voice, still soft and low, had lost its rustic inflections; and in spite of the change in the surroundings, the leap from the art gallery to the Stock Yards, there was more of the artist now, and less of the farmer's lass. They turned into a suite of offices and disappeared. "Well, Mr. Barslow," said my friend, coming up. "Glad to see you.
Barslow and I are the ones, and the only ones, who ought to do this, because we must make this connection. We can run the engine. You and Ole and Corcoran stay here. Mr. Kittrick will be along with another train in a few hours. Uncouple the caboose and we'll run on." Schwartz blew his nose with great deliberation. "Ole," said he, "what d'ye think of the old man's scheme?"
Our little supper-party I don't feel quite equal to it, if you will excuse me!" A Welcome to Wall Street and Us. "Welcome!" intoned Captain Tolliver, with his hat in his hand, bowing low to Mrs. Barslow. "Welcome, Madam and suh, in the capacity of Lattimoreans! That we shall be the bettah fo' yo' residence among us the' can be no doubt.
He and Jim had long known each other, and Mr. Elkins had the utmost confidence in Mr. Cornish's usefulness in what he called "the thought-transference department." Elkins & Barslow kept their offices open night and day, almost, and the number of typewriters and bookkeepers grew astoundingly. I became almost a stranger to my wife.
Barslow, whose coming they have so long looked forward to, as intimately connected with the city's development." "My dear sir," I replied, somewhat astonished at the importance which he was pleased to attach to my arrival, "abstractly, my removal to Lattimore is my best testimony on that; concretely, I ought to ask information of you."
"'Oh, no, no! said she, in a sort of quivery way, 'but what right have you to speak of him in that way? And that is all I could get out of her. She was so unreasonable and disconnected in her talk, and the others came out, and I tell you what, Albert Barslow, that man Cornish will do evil yet, among us! I have always thought so!"
Barslow if he will kindly step over here," I heard Jim say; and I joined them at once. "I was just saying, sir, to Mr. Elkins," said the steward, "that ordinarily I'd not think of mentioning such a thing as a gentleman's being indisposed but should see that he was cared for here. But Mr. Trescott being in such a state, I felt it was a case for his friends or the hospital.
Not more than a day or two after this, and after the news of the "purchase" of the Trescott estate was being whispered about, my telephone rang, just before my time for leaving the office, and, on answering, I found that Antonia was at the other end of the wire. "Is this Mr. Barslow?" said she. "How do you do?
His mind seems to have already become saturated with the conception of the enormous possibilities of Lattimore. He impresses those who have met him as one of the few men capable of pulling his share in double harness with James R. Elkins." "The fellow piles it on a little strong at times, doesn't he, Mrs. Barslow?" said Jim.
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