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He holds the Congressional medal of honor for conspicuous gallantry in action over and above the call of duty. The Brent blood may not be good enough for some, but it's a kind that's good enough for me!" "All that is quite beside the question, Donald. The fact remains that Nan Brent loves you." "May I inquire on what grounds you base that statement, dad?"
THE Susan Lenox who left Delancey Street at half past two that afternoon to call upon Robert Brent was not the Susan Lenox who returned to Delancey Street at half-past five.
Then in her usual direct fashion, "I am ready to listen to anything you wish to say." Jean Brent flushed, then the color receded from her fair skin, leaving her very pale. In a low tone she began a recital that caused Grace Harlowe's eyes to become riveted on her in intense surprise, mingled with consternation.
"Folks says ye wants ter be treated ther same as a man an' any man thet holds I hain't good enough ter drink with thet man's my enemy." Brent hesitated to draw his weapon lest in such a situation it should provoke a holocaust. Yet he felt that in a moment he might need it.
"Ay!" said Hawthwaite. "As I said just now, I'd have given a good deal to know. But Krevin Crood is a deep, designing, secret sort of man, and that woman, whoever she may be, looks just the same." "Has she been with Mrs. Saumarez long?" asked Brent. "Came with her, when Mrs. Saumarez first came and took the Abbey House," replied Hawthwaite. "Always been with her; went away with her when Mrs.
"But then, you know, murder ! I can't think there's anybody in this place would carry their likes to that length! Murder!" "You don't know," said Brent. "But, at any rate, I'm my cousin's nearest blood-relation, and I'm going to find out who killed him, if it's humanly possible.
You have developed to the point where everyone will soon be seeing what it took expert eyes to see heretofore." "If I am tempted," said Susan, "do you think I'll be able to resist?" "I don't know," confessed Brent. "You have a strong sense of honesty, and that'll keep you at work with me for a while. Then "If you have it in you to be great, you'll go on.
He had been surprised at the Englishman's remark, and he was entirely unable to account for the effect of his answer on both the others. They turned quickly toward each other with a look of eager interest, mingled with something else which he could not understand. "I thought your collie went mad," said Brent. "Oh, you heard that report, then?" "Yes.
"Give you whatever time you want," answered the solicitor, who knew his man by that time. "What is it now?" "I've concluded to take up my abode in this old town," said Brent, with something of a sheepish smile. "Seems queer, no doubt, but my mind's fixed. And so, look here, you don't know anybody that's got a bit of real estate to sell nice little house, or something of that sort? If so "
Brent the hall bedroom over mine," suggested the signor. Mrs. Schlessinger toiled up another staircase, the two new acquaintances following her. She threw open the door of one of those depressing cells known in New York as a hall bedroom.
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