Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 19, 2025
"But, Everett, it has been understood ever since you went to Cornell that you should enter Mr. Brimbecomb's office. You would not fail him now that he is so dependent upon you?" "Of course not; I intend to work with him. But I tell you this, Ann, that I am determined to find my own people at whatever cost!" "Did you ask Mrs. Brimbecomb about them?"
She knew that without him Lem would not receive her. She longed for the warmth of the homely scow; she wanted Lem and the boy oh, how she wanted them both! She half-rose and lunged forward. Brimbecomb's next blow fell upon her upturned face, stunning her as she would have made a final appeal. The woman fell to the floor unconscious, and Everett kicked Black Pussy into the hall.
"I can see that ye wants to find out. Does ye know a young fellow by the name of Brimbecomb?" Observing that she did not make an effort to speak, Lon proceeded with a perceptible drawl. "Well, if the cat's got yer tongue, I'll wag mine a bit in yer stead. Brimbecomb's offered to buy ye, and, if Lem says that it'll be all right, then I says yep, too."
If he could eliminate them from his plans but they were necessary to him. "I don't like none o' the bunch of ye!" Fledra burst out in his silence. Brimbecomb's lips formed a slight smile. The girl pondered a moment, and continued fiercely, "And I hate Ithaca and all the squatters!" "You speak very much like your father," ventured the lawyer. "I can't understand why you hate him.
At length after a long rest she turned into a broad path which she knew well, and did not halt until she was staring eager-eyed into the window of Harold Brimbecomb's house which stood close to the cemetery. To the left of the Brimbecomb's was the mansion, belonging to the orphans of Horace Shellington.
Flukey dragged himself resolutely past Brimbecomb's as if he would avoid the desire that suddenly pressed upon him to ply the trade in which he had been darkly instructed. But he halted abruptly before the next house, the curtains of which were pulled up halfway. The long windows reached to the porch floor.
Horace gazed at his companion for several seconds. "Something tells me that you're lying," he said finally. An evil change of expression was the only external sign of Brimbecomb's longing to throttle Horace. "A compliment, I must say, my dear Shellington," he said; "and the only reason I have for not punching you is Ann." The other's eyes narrowed ominously.
"I don't believe as how he'd marry a squatter girl," he said presently. "He won't, if I get her once to Ithaca!" The mention of Brimbecomb's college town and birthplace brought a new train of thought to the lawyer. "Have you lived in Ithaca many years?" he demanded. "Yep." "The first thing I shall do," said the attorney deliberately, "is to make a formal demand upon Mr.
"Yes; but I am going to tell her again this morning." "Ask her now," suggested Ann eagerly, and she rose. Horace found Fledra with Floyd, and she lifted her eyes confidingly to his with a smile. For a long time he had been so tender, so loving, that the specter bred and fostered by Everett Brimbecomb's kisses had nearly vanished. "Floyd is so much better this morning!" she said.
"More than satisfied," he said; "but somehow I feel no I won't say it, Ann. It would seem caddish to you." "Nothing you could say to me would seem that," she answered. Everett rose and walked up and down the room. "Well, it seems to me that, although the blood of the Brimbecomb's is blue, mine is bluer still; that, while they have many famous ancestors, I have still more illustrious ones.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking