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Caruthers, grudgingly, "I want to say I want you to understand my position." "Oh, that's all right," said Van Bibber, lightly, opening the door. "No, it is not all right. One moment, please.
"That is quite a long time, isn't it?" He flicked his whip across the horse's ears. "Yes, and I'm glad," he said. "Otherwise, I shouldn't have seen much of you. I happen to know that I am taking in Miss Caruthers to dinner, and dinner takes up most of the evening at these functions." "You are taking in Lois Caruthers!" she said, laughing. "I know of some one who will be annoyed."
"Watercolor nonsense!" said Caruthers. "My people were as honest as anybody, but they didn't teach me to look for the worst of it." "But didn't they teach you that without a certain moral force there can be no real and lasting achievement?" Caruthers turned and nodded his head toward the bank. "Is there any moral force over there? Did you notice any saintly precepts on his wall?
He rapidly assured himself that this man had every reason to be angry, and that he, if he meant to accomplish anything, had every reason to be considerate and patient. So he faced Mr. Caruthers with shoulders squared, as though it were a physical shock he had to stand against, and in consequence he was quite unprepared for what followed. For Mr.
Caruthers filled a glass with ice and brandy and soda, and walked back to his place by the mantel, on which he rested his arm, while he clinked the ice in the glass and looked down into it. "I was at the first night of 'The Sultana' this evening," said Van Bibber, slowly and uncertainly. "Oh, yes," assented the elder man, politely, and tasting his drink. "Lester's new piece. Was it any good?"
Stafford repeated dully, looking from one to the other. Travers, who had joined them a moment before, laughed with sincerity. "My good fellow surely you have not forgotten?" he said. "You promised to fetch Miss Caruthers for the tournament." "Ah, the tournament!" Stafford passed his hand quickly across his forehead like a man who has been awakened roughly from a dream. "Of course the tournament.
"Besides," Aunt Selina went on, "you told me today that you loved her. Don't deny it, James." Bella couldn't keep quiet another instant. She came over and stood at the foot of the bed. "Please don't excite yourself, DEAR Miss Caruthers," she said in a voice like ice. "Every one knows that he loves her; he simply overflows with it. It it is quite a by-word among their friends.
Caruthers, and I was surprised to see among them also a shrub that is the pest of Tahiti and will become so here if it is planted. In the afternoon, the rain being then only a high mist, Simile and I began to set out the things. While busy at this I saw three or four beautiful young men, followed by a troop of dogs, pass along our road towards the bush.
It was his great object never to let anyone see into his soul. He had once shown Caruthers what he was, because he could not bear to see a person of ability wasting himself for want of high ideals. He had tried to show him that there was something above the commonplace routine of life. And in a way he had succeeded.
"Lyman, I don't want any trouble, and " "Oh, it won't be any trouble." "And I acknowledge that I was hasty. I take it back, and here's my hand on it." "I'm obliged to you for taking it back, Caruthers, but I don't want to take your hand. I don't understand it, but a spiritual something seems to have arisen between us." "All right," said Caruthers, "but I hope we don't part as enemies."
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