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And she said the children oughtn't to grow up without a mother think of that!" "I guess that's all right," said Belden sadly. "Look at my boy there!" A slender, stoop-shouldered lad slouched by the long hall-window, his hands in his pockets, an unlighted cigarette in his mouth. "Well, well, we all have our load!" Peter's mood had changed utterly, to the other's astonishment.
Belden smothered a groan, or perhaps something worse. The butter question was a sore one, Mrs. Belden taking only a stated quantity of that article a week, and always unexpectedly coming short of it before the day of replenishment, although no argument ever served to induce her to increase the original amount for consumption.
He at once bowed his head over Belden's desk, so as to hide his face among its papers. "A gentleman to see you sir?" he suggested with a magnificent readiness. Belden raised his own head and met the careless nod of the passing Truesdale with a forbidding frown. "No, he doesn't want to see me. And I don't want to see him," he muttered in a lower tone.
He isn't anything like the man you thought he was I couldn't say these things before but he is as greedy as Alec, only not so open about it." All this comment, which moved the forester so deeply to utter, seemed not to interest Berea. She sat staring at the fire with the calm brow of an Indian. Clifford Belden had passed out of her life as completely as he had vanished out of the landscape.
As I told you in Winchester, Symonds, I was convinced that Major Goddard, to shield Miss Newton, told a deliberate lie when he said he had been in that room over half an hour. I was sure she had seen and talked with that rebel spy; so I wasted no time making further inquiries at the house, but, with Colonel Young's permission, took Belden and started in pursuit of him.
Its strange formation was caused by disintegration of the softer portions of its mass. It is located on the south side of the river, not far from the boundary line between Nebraska and Wyoming. It looked like a factory chimney, hence its name. The origin of "Crazy Woman's Creek," according to a legend of the Crows, told by an aged chief to George P. Belden, is as follows:
Yes, there was quite a carload of people getting out ladies, too. "Why, Will Belden!" called out a voice from the party. A tall fellow in a long ulster sprang forward to grasp his hand. "You don't say it's yourself come down to meet us. Here we all are, Johnson, Clemmerding, Albright, Cranston -all the old set. Rainsford, you've heard of my cousin, Will Belden.
"That is Hannah's latest. The only specimens of her writing to be found. Not much like some scrawls we have seen, eh?" "No." "Mrs. Belden says this girl has known how to write as good as this for more than a week. Took great pride in it, and was continually talking about how smart she was."
"I don't see how the horses got away. There's a pasture here, for we rode right through it." Berrie was aware that each moment of delay in explaining the situation looked like evasion, and deepened the significance of her predicament, and yet she could not bring herself to the task of minutely accounting for her time during the last two days. Belden came to her relief. "Well, well!
"Never mind; you'll have one next time," responded Truesdale; gallantly. "I'm awfully fond of that place, already the whole of it. It's one of the few good things they've got here. It's the only place in town where you can see any number of nice people together." "Oh, really," protested Mrs. Belden, speaking to him for the first time.
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