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And do you take a good look at them yourself; it may be well for you to know their faces." "What a satisfactory Aide," said Dehra. "His eyes didn't even waver toward that other box." "Not only that," I answered; "but, when Moore does do his looking, those in that box won't know it, you may be sure." Then the bells rang for the last act and the Radnors and Courtney were announced.
Courtney Thane? Seems to me I have a vague recollection of that name. You say he was afterward flying with the British?" "Yes. He was wounded and gassed at at let me think. What was the name of the place? Only a few weeks before the armistice." "There was a great deal doing a few weeks before the armistice," said Blythe, smiling. "You'll have to be a little more definite than that.
After the bi-weekly French lesson, as I have said, the two friends used to come back together in the river-boat at five o'clock. And by this boat there always came two boys by the name of Courtney, and a third boy, Aldith's particular property, James Graham.
"What's Gamble's scheme, Ben?" "I'll have to let Johnny tell you that himself," responded Courtney as Johnny entered. "Coming into this scramble, Joe?" "I'm a cautious man," hesitated Close, inspecting the faces of his companions with calm interest. "I don't think you or Mort have second cousins among your pasteboards, but the colonel is concealing his feelings too carefully."
I knew without being told that he was bound by the next train to the pretty little New Jersey suburb of Glenclair. It was late when we arrived, yet Kennedy had no hesitation in calling at the quaint home of Mrs. Courtney Woods on Woodridge Avenue. Mrs. Woods, a well-set-up woman of middle age, who had retained her youth and good looks in a remarkable manner, met us in the foyer.
"That's one thing I envy New York for," said Mrs. Pollock. "Hand me my knitting off the table, Lincoln, please. I love the theatre. I could go every night " "You get tired of them after a little while, Maude," said Flora Grady, a trifle languidly. "Isn't that so, Mr. Thane?" "Quite," agreed Courtney. "You get fed up with 'em."
There's others and I'm not saying they're wrong who are of opinion that it's half-past twelve, or about that. There's them and some of the most respectable people is with them there that says it's 2 p.m. If I was to be put on my oath this minute, I'd find it mortal hard to say what time it was." "By Act of Parliament," said Mr. Courtney, its 2 p.m.
"You don't know the lady, Courtney," I answered. "She would call the bluff instantly and do it so well the witnesses, themselves, would be deceived and turned against me." He shrugged his shoulders. "Lotzen seems to be uncommonly lucky in his leading woman," he observed. "The Devil usually helps his own," said I. Then, I hastened to the Palace.
"I always had something to brag about, didn't I?" demanded Washer, his intemperate little pompadour bristling, and his waxed mustache as waspish as if he were really provoked. "I don't know," objected the solemn-faced Courtney. "I stung you for half a million on that hotel transaction. Give me an ace, Joe." "Never!" snapped Morton Washer, picking up his cards as they fell.
Or will it be the Courtney animal, the type of man whose one idea is 'to arise, kill, and eat? "Ah, well!" and he sighed. "She is not for me, this maiden grace of womanhood. If I married her, I should make her miserable. I am made for passion, not for peace." He started as he heard a step behind him, and turning, saw Dr. Dean. The worthy little savant looked worried and preoccupied.
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