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"What's the thermometer?" "Thirty at Creston; sixty when we left MacDill at noon." "Everything running?" "They've been getting the freights into division since noon. There'll be something doing to-night on the range. They sent stock warnings everywhere this morning, but they can't begin to protect the stock between here and Medicine in one day. Pulling hard, isn't she?
"I don't think there is any better way," said Rand, with which the others agreed, and thanking him for his offer, the Uncas boys, now thoroughly alarmed, set out again upon the search. It was 5 o'clock when they got back to Creston, searching on the way, and Pepper had not returned, or trace of him found. "What shall we do next?" asked Jack, as they stood undecided in the road.
He had made no allusion to what had passed between Mr. Royall and himself, but had simply let it appear that he had left because means of conveyance were hard to find at North Dormer, and because Creston River was a more convenient centre.
For it was Barry Creston who had given the Broadway "show-girl" the start that had made her a popular comedienne; it was Barry Creston who had awakened in her an interest in the "drama of ideas", and had set her to fermenting with new ambitions; and finally it was Barry Creston who in a moment of indulgence had promised the money which had set the managers and actors and musicians, the stage-carpenters and scene-painters and press-agents to work at the task of embodying "The Genius"!
He looked, 'We understand each other ah, we do, darling! turned the boat, and pulled back into the Bay once more. 'Now steer wherever you will, he said, in a low voice. 'Never mind the directness of the course wherever you will. 'Shall it be Creston Shore? she said, pointing to a stretch of beach northward from Budmouth Esplanade. 'Creston Shore certainly, he responded, grasping the sculls.
The story leaked out somehow, and spread all over town. It raised a great hue and cry. Four or five antediluvian ladies declared at once that we were nothing more nor less than a family of "them spirituous mediums," and seriously proposed to expel mother from the prayer-meeting. Masculine Creston did worse.
One of the first results of the Old Home Week agitation had, in fact, been the reappearance of Lucius Harney in the village street. He had been vaguely spoken of as being not far off, but for some weeks past no one had seen him at North Dormer, and there was a recent report of his having left Creston River, where he was said to have been staying, and gone away from the neighbourhood for good.
It was $1.20: that is, thirty cents for each individual, or ten cents for each meal and lodging. Our road was a sort of by-way up Gentry Creek and over the Cut Laurel Gap to Worth's, at Creston Post Office, in North Carolina, the next available halting place, said to be fifteen miles distant, and turning out to be twenty-two, and a rough road.
It was from him, from Paul Creston, the voice had proceeded: he was talking with the lady of some precious object in the window. Stransom had no sooner recognised him than the old woman turned away; but just with this growth of opportunity came a felt strangeness that stayed him in the very act of laying his hand on his friend's arm.
It was tender but grave, and bore no resemblance to the gay little notes he had sent her by the freckled boy from Creston River. He spoke positively of his intention of coming back, but named no date, and reminded Charity of their agreement that their plans should not be divulged till he had had time to "settle things."
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