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"Wait. I'll find them for you," exclaimed Mrs. Cressler. "Would you mind?" answered Laura, as Mrs. Cressler rose. Inside, the gas had not been lighted. The library was dark and cool, and when Mrs. Cressler had found the book for Laura the girl pleaded a headache as an excuse for remaining within.
The one, long, angular, loose-jointed; the other, tight, trim, small, and compact. The one osseous, the other sleek; the one stoop-shouldered, the other erect as a corporal of infantry. But as Cressler was about to continue Crookes put his chin in the air. "Hark!" he said. "What's that?" For from the direction of the Wheat Pit had come a sudden and vehement renewal of tumult.
So long, Charlie." On leaving Cressler Jadwin went on to his offices in The Rookery, close at hand. But he had no more than settled himself at his desk, when he was called up on his telephone. "Hello!" said a small, dry transformation of Gretry's voice. "Hello, is that you, J.? Well, in the matter of that cash wheat in Duluth, I've bought that for you."
At his wits' end, he entertained for an instant the notion of dashing out into the street in a search for a messenger boy, who would take a note to Cressler and set him right again; and his agitation was not allayed when Laura, in frigid tones, declared: "It seems to me that something might be done." "I don't know," he replied helplessly. "I guess there's nothing to be done but just wait.
Surely, surely there were two Laura Jadwins. One calm and even and steady, loving the quiet life, loving her home, finding a pleasure in the duties of the housewife. This was the Laura who liked plain, homely, matter-of-fact Mrs. Cressler, who adored her husband, who delighted in Mr.
"I'm positive that Sheldon Corthell asked her to marry him," mused Mrs. Cressler after a moment's silence. "I'm sure that's why he left so suddenly." Her husband grunted grimly as he turned his paper so as to catch the reflection of the vestibule light. "Don't you think so, Charlie?" "Uh! I don't know. I never had much use for that fellow, anyhow."
Laura braided a long strand, with quick, regular motions of both hands, and letting it fall over her shoulder, shook it into place with a twist of her head. She stepped out of her skirt, and Mrs. Cressler handed her her dressing-gown, and brought out a pair of quilted slippers of red satin from the wardrobe.
Cressler lately?" "No," he said, falling into her mood. "No haven't seen Charlie in over a month. Wonder what's become of him?" "I understand he's been sick," she told him. "I met Mrs. Cressler the other day, and she said she was bothered about him." "Well, what's the matter with old Charlie?" "She doesn't know, herself.
Cressler to murmur to her husband: "Strange girl. Sometimes I think I don't know Laura at all. She's so inconsistent. How funny she acts about going to Oconomowoc with us!" Mr. Cressler permitted himself an amiable grunt of protest. "Pshaw! Laura's all right. The handsomest girl in Cook County." "Well, that's not much to do with it, Charlie," sighed Mrs. Cressler. "Oh, dear," she added vaguely.
Although they all spoke in whispers, their arrival was the signal for certain murmurs of "Sh! Sh!" Mrs. Cressler made Laura occupy the front seat. Jadwin took her cloak from her, and she settled herself in her chair and looked about her. She could see but little of the house or audience.
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