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I repeated. "Yes. You and Miss Cahoon will go back there, of course, now that you are strong enough to travel. She told me that the American friends with whom you and she were to visit Switzerland had changed their plans and were going on to Italy. She said that she had written them that your proposed Continental trip was abandoned." "Yes. Yes, that was given up, of course."
"Yes, she was very particular concerning the kitchen and scullery and the maids' rooms. Are all American housekeepers as particular?" "Not all. Miss Cahoon is unique in many ways; but she is a remarkable woman in all." "Yes. I am sure of it. And she has such a typical American accent, hasn't she." We were to take possession on the following Monday.
He must see you, that's all there was to it. Say, Ros, what did you and Phin Cahoon and the Colton girl do yesterday?" "Oh, we put through one of Mr. Colton's little trades for him, that's all." "That's all, hey! Well, whatever 'twas, he and I owe you a vote of thanks. He began to get better the minute he heard it.
Fifty times had Sam Clark called to her, "Where'd you steal that hat?" Fifty times had the mention of Barney Cahoon, the town drayman, like a nickel in a slot produced from Kennicott the apocryphal story of Barney's directing a minister, "Come down to the depot and get your case of religious books they're leaking!" She came home by the unvarying route.
"Was the letter you speak of addressed to Captain Barnabas Cahoon?" "Yes." "Then then there isn't any mistake. I wrote it." I imagine that my mouth opened as wide as the maid's had done. "You!" I exclaimed. "Why why it was written by Francis Morley Francis Strickland Morley." "I am Frances Strickland Morley." I heard this, of course, but I did not comprehend it.
"I see. Oh, I see. Father told me a little concerning those speculations. He warned Captain Cahoon before he left the States, but his warnings were not heeded, I presume. And you wish me to believe that ALL the money was lost my mother's and all. Is that what you mean?" "Your mother HAD no money," I put in, desperately, "I have told you " "You have told me many things, Mr. Knowles.
She was as red as the reddest of the autumn leaves. She laughed, confusedly. "I did meet him there," she confessed. "That queer Mr. Cahoon, the station agent, told me that Captain Dean had telegraphed him to come. I knew he would probably be on that train. And Mr. Cahoon told me about his being interested in stocks and very much troubled.
"There was very little of the night left," she answered. "But you have had no rest at all. You must be worn out." "Oh, no; I am used to it. My " with a slight pause before the word "work of late has accustomed me to resting in the daytime. And I shall rest by and by, when my aunt when Miss Cahoon comes." "Miss Cahoon? Hephzy? Have you sent for her?" My tone of surprise startled her, I think.
I had written him all particulars concerning Little Frank and our move to the rectory, and he professed to see in it only a huge joke. "Tell your Miss Cahoon," he wrote, "that I am going to turn Spiritualist right away. I believe in dreams now, and presentiments and all sorts of things. I am trying to dream out a plot for a novel by you.
This was soon repaired, and the troops proceeded. At five o'clock Gen. Head arrived in front of Sarco and demanded its surrender. Gen. Ream, learning this, took the troops from the cars and marched from Cahoon, sending the trains back for more re-enforcements. By daylight our troops were in the fort and on the skirmish-line at Sarco. "Ream at once sent word to Gen.
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