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"He wa'n't." "Yes, he was. They both come from Westbrook, where I was born." "Now they can pay off the mortgage, and get Henry's eyes fixed." "Adoniram Judd ain't goin' to get all that money!" "I wouldn't sell ye his chance on 't for forty thousand dollars." During Jerome's absence at Simon Basset's, Squire Eben Merritt's wife came across lots to the Edwardses' house.
After the spade went, I made a notch on the rake-handle so I could tell it, and when that went, I slipped over to Mr. Basset's one day when I knew he wasn't there, and there was our rake in his shed. I said nothing to nobody, but I just brought our rake home again, and I hid it where he didn't find it again. Mr.
I sat for some time patiently, expecting Basset's arrival, but as the time stole by, I grew wearied with waiting, and determined on ascertaining, if I might, from the clerks, some intelligence concerning my brother. "Have you any business with Mr. Burke?" said the youth I addressed, while his features assumed an expression of vulgar jocularity. "Yes," was my brief reply.
M. Basset's "Special Introduction" was written in French; the English translation was made by Robert Arnot. The Moorish ballads which appear in this volume are selected from a unique department of European literature.
By mid-afternoon Basset's plans had all been carried out, and the battery placed in a thorough state for effective defence; and now all that remained was to await with patience the return of Senor Montalvo from Panama with the results of his mission.
It was not inconceivable, his father allowed himself to imagine, that Basset's name might figure in the next list of Honours.
When the men left the store that night, Simon Basset's, Jake Noyes's, and Adoniram Judd's way lay in the same direction. They still discussed poor Abel Edwards's disappearance as they went along. Their voices were rising high, when suddenly Jake Noyes gave Simon Basset a sharp nudge. "Shut up," he whispered; "the Edwards boy's behind us."
He breakfasted on this egg and roll. His breakfast varied in cost from two to four sous, according as eggs were dear or cheap. At six o'clock in the evening he descended the Rue Saint-Jacques to dine at Rousseau's, opposite Basset's, the stamp-dealer's, on the corner of the Rue des Mathurins. He ate no soup.
Two days after Basset's return, Lucas frisked in to lunch in a state of twittering excitement that could not be restrained even for the immediate consideration of soup, but had to be verbally discharged in spluttering competition with mouthfuls of vermicelli. "I've got hold of an idea for something immense," he babbled, "something that is simply It."
Three prettier damsels never tripped down the wide staircase than the brilliant brunette in crimson brocade, the pensive blonde in blue, or the rosy little bride in old muslin and white satin. A gallant court gentleman met them in the hall with a superb bow, and escorted them to the parlor, where Grandma Basset's ghost was discovered dancing with a modern major in full uniform.
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