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"You don't mean it? One of those lads that stand out in front and peer under their hands to see what palefaces are moving into the house across the street? Say, ma, what you going to do with him? There isn't much room here, you know." "I didn't buy him for myself," replied Mrs. Bines, with dignity; "I wouldn't want such an object."
The rival cavaliers of Miss Bines, perceiving simultaneously that neither would have the delicacy to withdraw from the field, cunningly inveigled each other into the billiard-room, where they watchfully consumed whiskey and soda together with the design of making each other drunk.
The curtains were drawn, and the only signs of life to be observed were at the kitchen end, where the white-clad cook could be seen astir. Grant, porter on the Bines car, told him the other car had been taken on at Kaslo Junction, and that it belonged to Rulon Shepler, the New York financier, who was aboard with a party of friends.
When the guests had gone Miss Milbrey received the praise of both parents for her blameless attitude toward young Bines. "It will be fixed when we come back from Wheatly," said that knowing young woman, "and now don't worry any more about it." "And, Fred," said the mother, "do keep straight down there.
He considered it no meddling, however, to remember that Mrs. Daniel J. Bines, widow of his late employer, could appear neither young nor beautiful to the most sanguine of newsgatherers; nor to remember that he happened to know she had not accompanied her husband on his last trip of inspection over the Kaslo Division of the Sierra Northern Railway. How the First Generation Once Righted Itself
You tell the clerk or whoever holds you up that Mr. Peter Bines wants an appointment with Mr. Shepler as soon as he can make it Mr. Peter Bines, of Montana City. Be there by 9.30 so's to get him soon as he comes. He knows me; tell him I want to see him on business soon as possible, and find out when he can give me time. And don't you say to any one else that I ever seen him or sent you there.
"But who is she? What a magnificent mop of hair. It's like that rich piece of ore Mr. Bines showed us, with copper and gold in it." "Well, I don't mind telling you she's the widow of a Southern gentleman, Colonel Brench Wybert." "Ah, indeed! I did notice that two-inch band of black at the bottom of her accordeon-plaited petticoat.
A little had the years brought out the rugged squareness of the chin and the deadly set of the jaws; a little had they pressed in the cheeks to throw the high bones into broad relief. But these were the utmost of their devastations. Otherwise Peter Bines showed his seventy-four years only by the marks of a well-ordered maturity.
So it came that the three members of the Bines family pursued during the summer their respective careers of diversion under conditions most satisfactory to each. The steam yacht Viluca, chartered by Percival, was put into commission early in June. Her first cruise of ten days was a signal triumph. His eight guests were the men with whom he had played poker so tirelessly during the winter.
She hadn't lived with him for some time then, though Coplen says they was lawful man and wife, so I guess maybe she was glad when he got it good in the chest-place " Fred Milbrey came out of the hotel office. "No mail," he said. "Come, let's be getting along. Finish your letter on the way, Bines." "I've just finished," said Percival, glancing down the last sheet.
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