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The most striking view in the neighbourhood of the house is from "Carney's Seat" above the pheasantry, a magnificent prospect of the coast extending for many miles in each direction. There are grand groups of cedars here and throughout the park; these add materially to the foreground of the prospect.
"Nan hates sewing, but for love of Bess has been toiling half the afternoon over a remarkable bag in which to present a dozen of our love-apples to her idol when she goes. I praised her for it, and she said, in her quick way, 'I like to sew for other people; it is stupid sewing for myself. I took the hint, and shall give her some little shirts and aprons for Mrs. Carney's children.
They would be here any moment now. Some one had picked them up they were safe and sound, this instant. There wasn't a thing that could happen it wasn't as though these were wilds. Just telephone about she mustn't worry. As soon as it was light some one would go out and track them. Why, Judge Carney's boys had been lost all night and breakfasted on blueberries. It wasn't uncommon.
Comstock in a voice of deadly quiet. "You know I wouldn't dare open them if I wasn't telling you the truth. I can prove what I say. I was coming from Reeds. It was hot in the woods and I stopped at Carney's as I passed for a drink. Elvira's bedridden old mother heard me, and she was so crazy for some one to talk with, I stepped in a minute. I saw Robert come down the path.
You bein' a 'tenderfoot, I'll jest mention you're side-tracked, you're most on the scrap heap, you've left the sheer trail an' you're ditched. You've hit a gait you can't travel, an' don't amount to a decent, full-sized jackass. Savee? I ain't drunk. It's drink; see? Carney's rotgut. I tell you right here I'm sober, but my legs ain't. Mebbe you're that fool-headed you don't savee the difference."
Instantly Coach Carney's face cleared. It was an emergency signal, not yet used in the game. As if unconsciously, all the men of the Army eleven had turned toward right guard. The ball was snapped back. Boyle took three steps of a plunge toward right guard, then suddenly dodged, passing the ball to Greg, who swiftly passed it to Prescott -and the race was on.
Nan and Daisy were sewing with Aunt Jo on certain small garments, for Mrs. Carney's newest baby. "Please, ma'am, could you lend us the girls for a little while? We'll be very careful of them," said Tommy, winking one eye to express apples, snapping his fingers to signify pop-corn, and gnashing his teeth to convey the idea of nut-cracking.
Before the visit to Carney's grave it might have been, "Oh, I dunno I ain't got time," but he was on the right side of Caleb now, and the answer was: "Well, yes! Don't mind if I do, first night it's coolish, so the Dog kin run." The Triumph Of Guy The boys had hunted the Woodchuck quite regularly since first meeting it.
"Might do wuss," responded the carpenter, sorrowfully. "But, y' see, I stan' in wi' Doc. Osler, an' he physics me reg'lar." Everybody laughed with the butcher this time. "Say, you gorl-durned 'fun'ral boards, you're gittin' kind o' fresh, but I'd bet a greenback to a last year's corn-shuck you don't quit ther' an' come grazin' around Carney's pastures, long as my missis does the cookin'."
"S-Sheriff F-Fyles," he answered doubtfully. He seemed to have forgotten the very name. "F-Fyles?" he repeated again. "Letter? Say, now, I wus kind o' wonderin' what I cum to Forks fer. Y' see I mostly git around Forks fer Carney's rotgut. Course, ther' wus a letter. Jest wher' did I put that now?" He became quite cheerful as he probed his pockets.
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