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"What station?" "I left the train at Blankville Junction." The city editor dated the copy with a big black pencil, ran three strokes the length of each sheet, wrote a very long and startling head over it and thrust it into the hands of a waiting boy. "Copy-cutter," he said. And as the boy sped off the editor turned to Tom. "How'd you do it?" he asked, frowning tremendously.
Possibly something else disturbed the young baronet, for the lady, ingenuous enough to talk and act as she felt, seemed to be delighted with her gallant preserver. After they entered the house, Shuffles heard Sir William call her Lady Feodora. She also belonged to the nobility, and he soon learned that she was the youngest daughter of the Earl of Blankville.
At the roulette table he found the baronet, playing with a zeal which indicated that this was not the first time he had indulged in the baneful game. He was not staking large sums, but he was losing about three out of four times that he put down his money. "I beg your pardon, Sir William, but Lady Blankville is anxious to see you," whispered Shuffles in his ear.
"Lady Blankville!" exclaimed the baronet, turning from the table as he lost his last stake, and walking towards the concert-room. "Lady Blankville," repeated the captain. "Lady Feodora is not anxious to see me is she?" said Sir William, bitterly. "She did not say that she was," replied Shuffles. "No; she did not!" added the baronet, stopping suddenly, and looking his companion in the face.
The poster was excellent from every point of view, but since the war, real estate companies, barber shops, restaurants and whatnot have used posters bearing the pictures of men pointing their fingers straight at you saying, "There is a home at Blankville for you," "Watch out to use Baker's Best," and "You're next!"
"But your ship crosses the ocean again next spring, I think I heard the principal say," interposed the earl. "Very true; but I may not come in her I don't know." "I will not believe we are not to meet again. You must come to England and visit us at Blankville. We shall all be delighted to see you." All except Sir William. "I hope I shall have the pleasure of meeting you again.
"I am really sorry you are going," said Sir William; but it is doubtful whether he was as sincere as his friends. "Couldn't you contrive it some way so as to drop in upon us at Blankville? It would really be a very great pleasure it would, upon my honor." "I am afraid it will be impossible," replied Shuffles, as he bowed himself out of the apartment.
"Get that off as soon as we reach Baltimore and bring me a receipt for it." Then he turned again to Tom and thrust the pad of Western Union message blanks toward him. "We reach Blankville Junction in eight minutes. Write what I dictate to you as fast as you can. You know shorthand? All the better." The senator leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment.
They seated themselves in the grand apartment, and gazed with interest at the brilliant scene before them. "Where can Sir William be?" said Lady Blankville. "I do not know, mother," replied Feodora, languidly, as though she did not care where he was. "I haven't seen him these two hours." "Nor I," added Feodora, in a tone which indicated that she did not wish to see him for two hours more.
Lowington, the principal of the Marine Academy, who is here with his students, assured me you were safe." "I am safe, father, thanks to Captain Shuffles," replied Feodora, turning to the young commander. "His Lordship, the Earl of Blankville," interposed Sir William, introducing the hero of the day. The gentleman grasped the hand of Shuffles, and expressed his gratitude in the warmest terms.
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