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Courtney, smiling more offensively than ever, "can take care of itself." "It can," said Sir Timothy, "and does. It takes jolly good care not to rise in Dublin at the same time that it does in Greenwich, and what you're trying to do is to bluff it into saying it does. When you come to think of it, the sun doesn't rise here the same time it does in Dublin.
But this term Linda had not behaved as she had during the fall and winter semester. This change was partly because of her chum, Cora Courtney. Cora would not shut herself away from the other girls just to please Linda. Linda had even begun to try to cultivate the acquaintance of Rhoda Hammond especially when she had heard more about Rose Ranch.
If YOUR Courtney Thane is the same as MINE, he will be walking with a slight limp. His left leg was badly crushed in the accident to which I refer. For several months he was unable to walk. Upon his removal from St. Luke's Hospital to his father's home in Park Avenue, a fortnight after the accident, our client was employed as a nurse on the case. This was early in the spring of 1912.
"Why, if what Addison says is true, Courtney Thane is not fit to There must be some mistake, Aunt Nancy. There were two men of the same name. The two tall women stood tense and rigid, side by side, their backs to the fire, gazing straight before them down the lamp-lit room. "Has Addison Blythe any reason for lying to you, Alix?" asked the elder quietly. "Of course not," Alix answered impatiently.
While Johnny was still smarting from the burden of that information and wondering what spot of the globe would be most endurable at the present moment, Courtney came through the hall on some hostly errand. "Say, Johnny," he blundered in an excess of well-meaning, "why don't you rest from business for a minute? Why aren't you out among some of these shady paths with Constance Joy?
They had now learnt that they could do what they liked with perfect impunity, provided they did not take the extreme course of massacring the English. They had yet to learn that they might even do that. At the termination of this meeting, a vote of thanks was passed to "Mr. Leonard Courtney of London, and other members of the British Parliament." It was wise of the Boer leaders to cultivate Mr.
"I really couldn't say," replied Constance sweetly. "I left him out in the gardens a few minutes ago." And she made for the door, confident that she had not spoken with apparent haste, embarrassment or coldness. "Won't you please tell him that Joe Close and Morton Washer and Colonel Bouncer are coming out on the next train?" requested Courtney. "You're sure to see him by and by, I know."
"The property's quite worth three and a half million," announced Courtney decisively, watching the face of Morton Washer as that calm player stared at the colonel's chips. "I'm willing to take a million of the stock." "I'll take a million; more if need be," offered Washer. "I've been wanting in on that for some time. Colonel, what have you got?" "Five cards," replied the colonel.
It was delicious to see Courtney roused, once in his life. Choking back my laugh, I answered: "You have not put it half strongly enough. You may be a fool, as you say there's no doubt that I've been a colossal one." "You ought to be in an asylum for weak-minded instead of in that uniform," he ejaculated. "But, thanks to you, I'm in the uniform and not in the asylum," I answered.
On the lawn opposite the door Sir Timothy, his two daughters and a young man whom Mr. Courtney recognized as the police inspector, were playing tennis. It was a bright and agreeable scene. The sun shone pleasantly. Sir Timothy and the police inspector were in white flannels. The girls wore pretty cotton frocks. Sir Archibald looked at Mr. Courtney.
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