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I know you," he added, addressing one of the visitors; "you're on the basket-ball team, your name is Chase, your first name is Wingate and you're all the time going around with Grove Bronson's sister and he's in the troop that I'm not in any more." In the face of these unquestionable facts Wingate Chase was helpless; he could not do otherwise than admit his identity.
If Lettie Bronson's friends from boarding school think they are so much better than us folks out here in the country, let us show them that we can have a good time without them." "Oh, I'll go back with you, Hiram," cried Sister, gladly, and the young fellow was a bit conscience-stricken as he noted her changed tone and saw the sparkle that came into her eye.
You and Sister don't want to miss it. That Mr. Bronson's goin' to give a whole side o' beef, they tell me, to roast over the fires." "A big banquet is in prospect, is it?" asked Hiram, smiling. "And a stew! Gee! you never eat one o' these barbecue stews, did ye?
Late that evening Bronson and the others said good-night. Alice, not Dorothy, asked Lorry when he was to leave. His "some time to-morrow" sounded unnaturally indefinite. He was standing in the doorway of his camp as the others entered Bronson's cabin. Alice Weston was the last to enter. For an instant she stood in the lamplight that floated through the doorway, looking back toward him.
A project which came very near his heart was that of purchasing from the municipal authorities a small piece of ground, divided from La Mura by a ravine clothed with olive and other trees, "on which stood an unfinished building" the words are Mrs Bronson's "commanding the finest view in Asolo."
Now she tugged at Hiram's sleeve. "Take 'em home in our wagon," she whispered. "I can take you to Scoville or to Miss Bronson's in the farm wagon," Hiram said, smiling. "You can sit on straw in the bottom and be comfortable." "Oh, a straw ride!" cried Lettie. "What fun! And he can drive us right to St. Beris And think what the other girls will say and how they'll stare!"
And now this other woman had come to undo all the work that his beloved mistress had done. And there in the shadowed room she was weaving her spells. Outside, snug against the deadly cold in his warm closed car, Derry waited alone for Bronson's signal. There was movement at last in the shadowed room. The General spoke from the bed. Hilda answered him, and rose.
I tell you that Lettie has set her heart on having you, as we cannot find another chap whom we were looking for." Now, Hiram knew that this referred to him; but he said nothing. Besides, he did not feel too greatly pleased that the strongest reason for Mr. Bronson's wishing to hire him was his little daughter's demand. It was just a fancy of Miss Lettie's.
By thunder, you can't do anything for some people." Blair's tone and words of apparent vexation were at variance with the kindness of his eyes as they rested upon his sick comrade. "I just came from Bronson's," observed Lane. "He's been our doctor for as long as I can remember."
The next spring her engagement to Bronson Perkins was announced, though everybody said they didn't see what use it was for folks to get engaged that couldn't ever get married. Mr. Perkins, Bronson's father, was daft, not enough to send him to the asylum, but so that he had to be watched all the time to keep him from doing himself a hurt.
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