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The crown attorney was a man of the serenest method and of cold, unforensic logic. He had a deadly precision of speech, a very remarkable memory, and a great power of organising and assembling his facts. There was little left of Burlingame's appeal when he sat down.
Burlingame's face changed colour slightly, for the tone of Crozier's voice, the grimness of his manner, suggested an abnormal condition. Burlingame was not a brave man physically. He had never lived the outdoor life, though he had lived so much among outdoor people. He was that rare thing in a new land, a decadent, a connoisseur in vice, a lover of opiates and of liquor.
I hope your successful client of to-day, and his brothers, are not familiar with the ways of Mr. Mazarine. I hope they don't know about this six thousand dollars in cold cash." A sneering, sour smile came to Burlingame's lips. The medical man's dry allusions touched him on the raw all too often. "Oh, of course, I told them all about that six thousand dollars! Of course!
I'm ridin' an old moke on errands for him whin his hired folks is busy. A man must live, and there's that purty lass with the Irish eyes! Man alive, but it goes to me heart to luk at her." "Well, I think I must have a 'luk' at her then," was Burlingame's half satirical remark. Not long after Patsy Kernaghan had left Burlingame's office, the Young Doctor came.
After the general rejoicing, the two sat facing each other, when Sumner leaned forward, placed a hand on each of Burlingame's shoulders, and said: "Tell me, Anson, you did not mean to shoot that man, did you?" Burlingame's head dropped an instant, then raising it, he said, slowly: "I intended to take the best aim I could."
I should say that they were about the size of those peppermint chocolate drops there." "Have one?" said Kitty. "No. Spoil the taste of the pipe." "You ought to spoil that taste once in a while," was Burlingame's observation. "But go on." "I suppose originally there was a single stone, later cut into halves, because they are perfect matches.
Brooks declared was done that the duel could not take place, as Mr. Brooks could not pass through the Northern States, where he was so universally hated. Mr. Lewis D. Campbell, who was Mr. Burlingame's second, repelled this insinuation, and was confident that his principal "meant business."
Burlingame's diamond stomacher was not then based on envy of its possession, but merely upon the twofold nuisance which it created at the opera-house, as the lady who wore it sat and listened to the strains of Wagner, Bizet, or Gounod, mixed in with the small-talk of Reggie Stockson, Tommie de Coupon, and other lights of the social firmament.
What you need now is the refinement of association. Seek companionship among men of superior intellect and character. Refine yourself and your work. Never affiliate with inferiors; always climb." This, coming to him from a man of Burlingame's character and position, was like a gospel from some divine source. Clemens never forgot the advice. It gave him courage, new hope, new resolve, new ideals.
Besides, his pride as a professional man had been hurt, and he had been deprived of income which now went to his most hated professional rival. Mazarine's jealous soul had cut him off, on coming to know Burlingame's dark reputation. He had not liked the look Burlingame had given Louise when they met. "Gone again, has she?" Burlingame repeated sarcastically.
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