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"Oh, I don't know that he was altogether foolish," said Chet doubtfully. "Then did you really find some trace of the car?" cried Laura, eagerly. "Well, we found a car. Yes." "'Goodness to gracious! as poor Lizzie Bean says. You are noncommunicative, Chetwood Belding. What do you mean you found a car?"
"Really, Laura, I am not sure that I should enjoy myself seeing you crawl about those ladders like a spider or climbing ropes like a sailor or turning on a trapeze like a monkey or otherwise making yourself ridiculous." "Oh, Mother!" half-laughed Laura. Yet she was a little hurt, too. "Aw, Mother, don't sidestep your plain duty," said Chet, his eyes twinkling. "Chetwood!
She forgot that another race of men had built those palaces and temples and forts and tombs, and that they had vanished as the Greeks and Romans have vanished, leaving only empty spaces behind, which the surviving tribes neither fill nor comprehend. "A rare old lot of dust; eh, Miss Chetwood? I wish we could travel by night, but you can't trust this blooming old Irrawaddy after sundown.
It was merely the coincidence of the picture being painted in Chetwood Forest that made me fancy for a moment I might like to see it. But I'm no connoisseur. Mrs. Clifford, may I take you to get a cup of tea? Tea, I think, is laid out in the tent behind the shrubbery."
"He follow'd Bacchus too ardently, insomuch that his credit was often drown'd upon the stage, and, by degrees, almost render'd him useless." Ungrammatical, but to the point, Mr. Chetwood.
Meanwhile, at the other house at Chetwood, where these tidings were being read with almost equal interest, Elma Clifford laid down the paper on the table with a very pale face, and looked at her mother. Mrs. Clifford, all solicitous watchfulness for the effect on Elma, looked in return with searching eyes at her daughter.
He would not allow that he was being swayed less by the admission of his unpardonable rudeness on board than by the immediate knowledge that Elsa was known to the British official's sister, a titled lady who stood exceedingly high at court. "Miss Chetwood," he said, lowering his voice for her ears only. Elsa turned, but with the expression that signified that her attention was engaged elsewhere.
Why the dickens Harry hadn't wanted to marry the girl before, to be sure he couldn't conceive; hankering after some missy in the country, he supposed, that silly rot about what they call love, no doubt; but now that Harry had come to his senses at last, and taken the Earl's lass, why, the Admiral was indulgence and munificence itself; the young people should have an ample allowance, and my daughter-in-law, Lady Emily, should live on the best that Tilgate and Chetwood could possibly afford her.
"Tell her that Parrot & Co. will always remember her kindness, and ask her to forgive a lonely chap for having caused her any embarrassment through her goodness to him. I have decided not to see Miss Chetwood again." "You are a strong man, Mr. Warrington." "Warrington? My name is Ellison, Paul Warrington Ellison. After all, I'm so used to Warrington, that I may as well let well enough alone.
Whether it is counterfeit or not, you took it in over the counter, Chetwood," he said coldly. "This very day," admitted his oldest son. "Then, my boy, it is up to you," said the jeweler grimly. "What Just what do you mean?" asked Chet, somewhat troubled by his father's sternness. "In a jewelry store," said Mr. Belding seriously, "as I have often told you, a clerk must keep his eyes open.
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