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It was a strange and beautiful scene, such as few of them had ever seen. Fairy palaces of fire seemed to hover miraculously in the evening air, and over everything hung the curious, indefinable charm of the mysterious East. Nehal Singh turned and found Lois Caruthers standing with Stafford a little behind him.
"When he did it he whispered in my ear that he liked clean faces." "Letty, you ain't goin' to have any kind o' face but a clean face after this, jest on account o' Doc Burns," vowed her mother emotionally, and the child, her doll pressed against her face, nodded. Far down the road Burns was bidding Johnny Caruthers put on more speed. "We have to make time to-day, Johnny," he explained.
But the kindly, florid countenance of the president was friendly and encouraging; there was eager anxiety for him in the gaze of his friend Caruthers. He glanced at Lord Wellington sitting at the table's end sternly inscrutable, a mere spectator, yet one whose habit of command gave him an air that was authoritative and judicial. At length he began to speak.
"You have the audacity to say such a thing to me!" Bella leaned over and gave the fire log a punch. "I was just saying that he shouldn't say such things to me, either," she remarked pleasantly. "I'm afraid you'll take cold, Miss Caruthers. Wouldn't you like a hot sherry flip?" Aunt Selina gasped. Then she sat down heavily on one of the carved teakwood chairs.
"Hunter, go and get a cane from my study." Trembling with fear, Gordon heard Hunter's feet ring down the stone passage, saw him running across to the studies by the old wall. There was silence again; then the sound of feet; Hunter returned. "Come out here, Caruthers." It hurt tremendously; he went back wishing he had taken the hundred lines. But the others thought it amazingly brave of him.
He was far from certain of this errand, and nervous with doubt, but he reassured himself that he was acting on impulse, and that his impulses were so often good. The hall-boy at the Berkeley said, yes, Mr. Caruthers was in, and Van Bibber gave a quick sigh of relief. He took this as an omen that his impulse was a good one. The young English servant who opened the hall door to Mr.
One of the guard, wishing to favor the escape of Caruthers, struck up a quarrel with Moses Alexander at one door, while his brother, Daniel Alexander, whispered to Mrs. White, if there were any of them within, they might pass out and he would not notice it; in the meantime, out goes Caruthers, and in a few jumps was in the river, which opportunely flowed near the besieged mansion.
Aunt Selina was for going out at once and "fixing him up," as she put it, but Dallas gently interfered. "I wouldn't, Miss Caruthers," he said, in the deferential manner he had adopted toward her. "You don't know what it may be. He's been looking spotty all evening." "It might be scarlet fever," Max broke in cheerfully. "I say, scarlet fever on a Mongolian what color would he be, Jimmy?
Mah mammy wuz sold 'way fum me. She ma'ied a man named Brown en dey had seven chillun." "At fust I 'longed ter Marster Jim Caruthers. W'en his daughter ma'ied Fount Odell, I wuz willed ter her en den mah marsters wuz Fount en Albert Odell who wuz br'ers. Mah white folks let us go ter chuch. I b'leeves in de Baptist 'ligion. I nebber knowed any slave dat had ter hide ter sing er pray.
Lovelace was nearly doubled up. "The Bull" thought they were laughing at him. "I can't think what's gone wrong with Caruthers this term," he said to Fry, the captain of the School House. "He was so promising once; he doesn't seem to be trying this term." Next day Gordon was left out of the Colts' side. The day after the chair in Trundle's class-room suddenly collapsed.
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