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And did he tell you that 'Bije and I hadn't seen each other, or even written, in eighteen years?" "Yes." "Um-hm. Well, when you consider that, can you wonder I was set all aback? And the more I think of it, the foggier it gets. Why, Mr. Sylvester, it's one of them situations that are impossible, that you can prove fifty ways can't happen. And yet, it has it sartinly has.
"'Oh, nothin'! he says. 'Bije Simmons got a ball in the pocket, that's all. Don't do that too often, Bije; I got a weak heart. Well, Bailey, he adds, turnin' to me, 'Gabe's club's fixed up pretty fine, ain't it? "'Why, yes, I says; ''tis. "'Finest ever I see, says he. 'I told him so when I was in there. "'What? says I. 'You don't mean to say YOU'VE been in that clubroom? "'Sartin.
"Guess Heth'd like to make him a little present, under the circumstances. I was goin' through the barber shop," Mr. Hartington continued, speaking to Jethro and ignoring the railroad president, "and I heard somebody whisperin' my name. Sound came out of that little shampoo closet; went in there and found Bije. 'Peleg, says he, right into my ear, 'tell Jethro it's all right you understand.
Maybe 'twas my fault, maybe 'twas his. I have my own ideas on that. If you're lookin' for 'Bije Warren's brother, Mr. Graves, I guess you've come to the right place. But what he sent you to me for, or what he wants for he wants somethin', or he wouldn't have sent I don't understand." "Why do you think he wanted something?" "Because he's 'Bije Warren, and I was brought up with him.
Bixby gave him a look of infinite admiration, as though he could not have pursued any more admirable line. "I know Steve Merrill better'n I know you," said Mr. Bixby, "and he knows me. Whenever he sees me at the state capital he says, 'How be you, Bije? just as natural as if I was a railroad president, and slaps me on the back. When be you goin' to the capital, Will?
You look out for them tops'ls. "So Nat grabs the wheel and 'Bije tears for'ard and sends the two fo'mast hands aloft on the jump. Zach was skipper, but all he done was race around and holler and trip over his own feet. Oh, he's a prize sailor, he is! Don't talk to me about them Fosters! "Nobody is talkin' about 'em but you, Zeb," observed Keziah drily. "Go on. How about the squall?"
"Do you mean to insinuate " screamed the irrepressible nephew, wild at being so completely ignored. His uncle again paid not the slightest attention. "But that ain't neither here nor there now," he went on. "Caroline, Mr. Pearson just told you that his coming to this house without tellin' you fust of his quarrel with 'Bije was his fault. That ain't so. The fault was mine altogether.
No, no! Run along out and shut the door. Yes, shut it.... Now, Mr. Graves, say that over again and say it slow." "I say that your brother has left his two children in your care until the youngest shall become of age twenty-one. I have a copy of his will here, and " "Wait, wait! let me think. Left his children to me!... to me. Mr. Graves, had 'Bije lost all his money?" "No.
"I've knowed him ever sense we was boys," said Mr. Bixby; "you saw how intimate we was. When he wants a thing done, he says, 'Bije, you go out and get 'em. Never counts the cost. He was nice to you wahn't he, Will?" And then Mr. Bixby leaned over and whispered in Mr. Wetherell's ear; "He knows you understand he knows." "Knows what?" demanded Mr. Wetherell. Mr.
The terms of his new lease were very advantageous. Royalties were to be paid on a sliding scale, and, from the very first, they were large. The Akrae Company paid enormous dividends." "Did, hey? I want to know!" "Yes. In fact, for twelve years the company's royalties averaged $50,000 yearly." "Whe-e-w!" Captain Elisha whistled. "Fifty thousand a year!" he repeated slowly. "'Bije! 'Bije!" "Yes.
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