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"You'll see. Try it now; we've no time to lose." Blix shifted in her seat and cleared her throat. Then: "What a pretty boat that is up there, that picture on the wall. See over there, on the wall opposite? Do you notice it? Isn't she pretty? Condy, tell me what kind of a boat is that?"
He decided that he would get his letters at the club, and read them on the way down to the wharf. For Condy had joined a certain San Francisco club of artists, journalists, musicians, and professional men that is one of the institutions of the city, and, in fact, famous throughout the United States.
To all which Sir Condy had nothing to reply, but that upon his conscience, it was in a hurry and without a moment's thought on his part, and he was very sorry for it, but if it was to do over again he would do the same; and he appealed to me, and I was ready to give my evidence, if that would do, to the truth of all he said. So Jason with much ado was brought to agree to a compromise.
In the spring it was the villain that got the list of the debts from him brought down the custodiam, Sir Condy still attending his duty in parliament, and I could scarcely believe my own old eyes, or the spectacles with which I read it, when I was shown my son Jason's name joined in the custodiam; but he told me it was only for form's sake, and to make things easier than if all the land was under the power of a total stranger.
He was at the table in the room, drinking with the exciseman and the gauger, who came up to see his honour, and we were standing over the fire in the kitchen. "I don't much care is he drinking my health or not," says Judy; "and it is not Sir Condy I'm thinking of, with all your jokes, whatever he is of me."
There's hundreds of them here enough to feed a regiment. Why didn't you ask me?" "Huh! what? what? I don't know. What's the matter with the crackers? You were dickering with the cheese, and the man said, 'How many crackers? I didn't know. I said, 'Oh, give me a quarter's worth!" "And we couldn't possibly have eaten ten cents' worth! Oh, Condy, you are you are But never mind, here's your tea.
A few moments later he was back again and the two sat, pretending to eat their chili peppers, their hearts in their throats, hardly daring to raise their eyes from their plates. Condy was actually sick with excitement, and all but tipped the seltzer bottle to the floor when a messenger boy appeared in the outer room. The boy and the proprietor held a conference over the counter.
Sarah, who had been weeping until the other began to speak, now rose up, and approaching Mave, said "Go, Mave Sullivan go out of this dangerous house; and you, Condy Dalton, heed not what she has said. Mave Sullivan, I think I understand your words, an' they make me ashamed of myself, an' of the thoughts that have been troublin' me. Oh, what am I when compared to you? nothing nothing."
How can I, if I haven't any money? And besides, I've got my whaleback stuff to write. I'll have supper at the Club, and go up in the library and grind out copy for a while." "Condy," said Blix, "I think that diver's story is almost too good for 'The Times. Why don't you write it and send it East? Send it to the Centennial Company, why don't you?
The Captain and K. D. B. had even accompanied them to the gate of the station, and had strenuously urged them to "come in and see them again the next time they were out that way." "Married!" murmured Condy, putting both hands to his head. "We've done it, we've done it now." "Well, what of it?" declared Blix, a little defiantly. "I think it's all right.
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