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"But we shall find out a way. Why, you can settle it at rehearsal!" "Perhaps at rehearsal," said Mr. Brandreth, with a pensive absence of mind. Mrs. Munger crushed his hand and his mother's in her leathern grasp, and took Annie away with her. "It isn't lunch-time yet," she explained, when they were out of earshot, "but I saw she was simply killing you, and so I made the excuse. She has no mercy.
Some of my friends think I've succeeded so well in telling the story, don't you know, without a change of scene, that they're urging me to publish my arrangement for the use of out-of-door theatricals." "I should think it would be a very good idea," said Annie. "I suppose Mr. Chapley would do it?" "Well, I don't know I don't know," Mr. Brandreth answered, with a note of trouble in his voice.
"Don't you think, Annie, we'd better refer him to Mr. Peck? I should like to hear Mr. Brandreth and Mr. Peek discussing it. I must tell Jack about it. I might get him to ask Sue Northwick, and get her ideas." "Has Mr. Wilmington known the Northwicks long?" Annie asked. "He used to go to their Boston house when he was at Harvard."
The minister's face and figure became a blur, and in the purblindness to which she was reduced she had a moment of clouded volition in which she was tempted to renounce, and even oppose, the scheme for a Social Union, in spite of her promise to Mr. Brandreth.
Mother and I are going to New York for the winter; we think she can risk it; and at any rate she won't be separated from me; and we shall be back in our little home next May. You know that I'm to be with Mr. Chapley in his business?" "Why, no! This is great news, Mr. Brandreth! I don't know what to say." "You're very kind," said the young man, and for the third or fourth time he wrung her hand.
"Well, Mr. Brandreth, I think you've really been victimised; and I don't believe the Social Union will ever be worth what it's costing." "I was sure you would appreciate would understand;" and Mr. Brandreth pressed her hand gratefully in leave-taking. She heard him talking with some one at the gate, whose sharp, "All right, my son!" identified Putney. She ran to the door to welcome him.
Munger was sure you would," said Mr. Brandreth joyously. "I've brought some of the books with me the last," he said; and Annie had time to get into a new social attitude toward him during their discussion of the books. She chose one, and Mr. Brandreth took her subscription, and wrote her name in the club book. "One of the reasons," he said, "why I would have preferred to come with Mrs.
"No," said Annie; "I haven't really been off our own place since I came. I've seen nobody but two or three old friends, and we naturally talked more about old times than anything else. But I hear that there are great changes." "Yes," said Mr. Brandreth. "The social growth has been even greater than the business growth. You've no idea! People have come in for the winter as well as the summer.
Brandreth rose again, and put out his hand. "Then you will help us?" "Oh, I don't know about that yet." "At least you won't hinder us?" "Certainly not." "Then I consider you in a very hopeful condition, Miss Kilburn, and I feel that I can safely leave you to Mrs. Munger. She is coming to see you as soon as she gets back."
The danger of flaws was entirely done away with; and, in the case of anchors, this was a consideration of life and death to the seamen, who depend for their safety upon the soundness of the forgings. Besides my introduction to that admirable man, Mr. Sidney Herbert, I had the happiness of being introduced to Captain Brandreth, Director of Naval Works.
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