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And he added self-reproachfully: "I never thought of your cutting across the bench and riding down the trail back of the house. I meant to head you off " "It's shorter," said Jean briefly. "I if I can't stay, I'd rather go to town, Lite. I don't like to stay over at Uncle Carl's." Therefore, when they reached the mouth of the coulee, Lite turned into the trail that led to town.
About then Carl's older brother, Boyd, who was somewhat fastidious, ran into him in Spokane. He tells how Carl insisted he should spend the night at his room instead of going to a hotel. "Is it far from here?" "Oh, no!" So they started out with Boyd's suitcase, and walked and walked through the "darndest part of town you ever saw."
"Aren't you going to give me that nickel?" threateningly. "That ain't worth more'n a penny. How do I know whether it'll work?" "Perry Alford's worked, and so did mine, and Bill Silvey's, Olaf's, Carl's, and the country kid's." "The other kids aren't paying you no nickel." "They are, too. Ask Mickey and his brother, and the Shepherd kids.
There was nothing gallant about his appearance his blue-flannel shirt dusty with white fuzz, his wrinkled brick-red neck, the oyster-like ear at which he kept fumbling with a seamy finger-nail of his left hand. But Carl's salute was a salute to the new king. "How d'you mean 'good-by, Al?" "I've just resigned from Plato, Carl." "How'd you happen to do that? Did they summon you here?" "No.
I would have gasped if I had not caught the look of awe and reverence on Carl's face as he gazed eagerly, and with what respect, on his offering. I merely took a hunk of what was supplied, set my teeth into it, and pulled. It was salty, very; it looked queer, tasted queer, was queer. Yet that lunch!
"Well, I'm not glad to see you," he said decidedly, "and don't you ever come up here again. You'd frighten my canaries to death." And he sent her flying downstairs. How cross she was! She came shrieking to Miss Laura. "Bella loves birds. Bella wouldn't hurt birds. Carl's a bad boy." Miss Laura petted and soothed her, telling her to go find Davy, and he would play with her.
The last straw upon Carl's breaking back was the arrival of his father, who descended upon him with a bass viol, an enormous basket-bed for his beloved poodles, and a large bundle of debts, as well as an increased luggage of eccentricities.
The Enlightening, the Aufklärung, according to the aspiration of Duke Carl, was effected by other hands; Lessing and Herder, brilliant precursors of the age of genius which centered in Goethe, coming well within the natural limits of Carl's lifetime.
Magde after the first occurrence of this incident, dared to praise Carl no further. She already perceived the consequence of so doing, but after the lilacs and lilies had faded, the tulips, roses and lavender bushes, bloomed, and however weary Magde might find herself after a day of toil, she would each evening place elegant boquets in Carl's flower vases.
He had not the wit to see that their natures had nothing in common, although he did know that Katrine was utterly indifferent towards him, and after some months of hopeless pursuit he began to grow sullenly angry. He was not long without an object on which to vent his rage. One evening, as Katrine was returning homeward, she chanced to pass Carl's cottage.
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