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The person of Fulkerson had got into the room long before he reached this question, and had planted itself astride a chair. Fulkerson looked over the chairback, now at March, and now at the elder Dryfoos as he spoke. March answered him. "I guess we must have been waiting for you, Fulkerson. At any rate, we hadn't got to the scolding yet." "Why, I didn't suppose Mr.
Hat tilted over his eyes, one elbow on the chairback, another on the table, flabby jowls quivering as he mumbled the indispensable cigar, puffy hands clasped across his ample chest, he sat for many minutes by the side of his unheeded drink, pondering, turning over and over in his mind the one idea it was capable of harboring at a time.
He gripped with one hand the chairback and stared down at her high-piled, yellow hair. "How long do you think I'm going to stand around and let you be dragged into trouble like this?" he began abruptly. "You know what I told you the other day I could say the same thing over again, and a lot more; and I'd mean more than I could find words for. Maybe you can stand this sort of thing I can't.
She gave a little moan of anguish and despair and turned her face to her chairback. Her shoulders shook with weeping, but she listened. He went to her and stood with his hand on the chairback. His voice trembled and broke. "There's just one way to get out of this, Agnes. Come with me. He don't care for you; his whole idea of women is that they are created for his pleasure and to keep house.
He leaned upon a chairback looking at her gravely. "Well," he continued, "we'll go on a little further. It seems better that I should make what's in my mind quite clear to you. You see, Captain Dampier and I start in a week." Agatha was conscious of a shock of dismay.
His hands were gripping the chairback and when Lapas had taken two paces to the front, and Blanco had appraised the distance between, the chair left the floor. With the same lightning swiftness of motion that had brought salvos of applause from the bull-rings of Cadiz and Seville, he swung it above his head and brought down its cumbersome weight in an arc.
You ain't broke it off at the last moment, same as before? You ain't had a letter from Jake?" He looked at the white petticoat on the chairback, and shook his head in bewilderment. "I've had no letter," she answered. "I've had no letter from Selby for a month. It was all settled then, and there was no good writing, when he was coming to-morrow with the minister and the licence.
Do you mind?" Irene left the room. Anyone who had seen Adrian then for the first time, and watched him standing motionless with his hands on a chairback and the eyes that saw nothing gazing straight in front of him, but not towards the door, would have wondered to see a man of his type apparently so interested in his own image, repeated by the mirror before him as often as eyesight could trace its give-and-take with the one that faced it on the wall behind him.
The person of Fulkerson had got into the room long before he reached this question, and had planted itself astride a chair. Fulkerson looked over the chairback, now at March, and now at the elder Dryfoos as he spoke. March answered him. "I guess we must have been waiting for you, Fulkerson. At any rate, we hadn't got to the scolding yet." "Why, I didn't suppose Mr.
The fellow in question stared at me, glanced slowly round, and, sitting down, buried his face in his tankard. "Come, Tom Cragg," said I, "a while ago you seemed very anxious for a man to fight; well I'm your man," and with the words I stripped off my coat and laid it across a chairback.
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