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But the special offer which prevailed with our Post Office clerk was no doubt the promise of the presence of Fanny Trafford. In all the rest, gracious as the words were, there was nothing but trouble for him. It was clear enough to him that Lady Persiflage was on the same side as Crocker. Lady Persiflage would no doubt prefer a Duca di Crinola to a Post Office clerk for Lady Frances.
"Search the boat!" he said, something between a laugh and a cry. "Yes, sir," the chief repeated firmly. "It's sorry I am to do it, with Mr. Crocker here, too." I have always maintained that nature had endowed my client with rare gifts; and the ease with which he now assumed a part thus unexpectedly thrust upon him, as well as the assurance with which he carried it out, goes far to prove it.
Crocker was distributing letters and newspapers. An old Quaker farmer was reading aloud on the pavement the latest news. "There ain't no list of killed and wounded," he said. Forgetful of the creed of his sect, his son was with the army. He read, "The Rebels have got York that's sure and Carlisle too. They are near Harrisburg."
"But our friend from Ohio has done his best to impress this upon him," I replied, failing to perceive her drift; "and if his words are wasted, surely the thing is hopeless." "I am not joking," said she. "I was not thinking of Mr. Trevor, but of you. I like you, Mr. Crocker. You may not believe it, but I do." For the life of me I could think of no fitting reply to this declaration.
But strange things were happening these times, and it might be . . . "What sort of looking man is Skinner?" "Oh, stout, clean-shaven. I like him. He's much more human than I thought butlers ever were. Why?" "Oh, nothing." "Of course, you can't go back to the house. You see that? He would say that you aren't Jimmy Crocker and then you would be arrested." "I don't see that.
I've seen her bite a young fellow's head off when he tried to make a grand-stand play with her by quoting her poems which he'd found in his sister's book-shelf." "But, in the name of goodness, what has all this to do with young Crocker?" "Why, it was this way. They sent this Crocker boy to get an interview from her, all about her methods of work and inspirations and what not.
And I hate you." "Clara!" "I do. What business had you to say I used that nasty word? I never do use them words. I wouldn't even so much as look at a man who'd demean himself to put such words as them into my mouth. So I tell you what it is, Mr. Crocker; you may just go away.
You'll have to explain yourself." McCann had once had a wholesome respect for me. But it looked now as if the bottom was dropping out of it. "Sure, Mr. Crocker," he said, "what would you be doing in such company as I'm hunting for? Can it be that ye're helping to lift a criminal over the border?" "McCann," I asked sternly, "what have you had on the tug?"
Rich returns may be confidently expected, and under proper management should prove a most paying business. The exploratory works now existing have been done in an honest and businesslike manner, like all I have seen where Mr. Crocker and Mr. Turner have worked; and the zeal and intelligence displayed by Mr. Sam could scarcely be equalled and certainly not surpassed.
Perhaps you've never been an orphan and don't know what it means to have all your parents in Heaven when Gladys Evans has twenty-seven relations here on earth. But I shall be much obliged if you won't take Uncle Larry's job away from him and if you'll let me live with him. God bless you and me. Your obedient servant and friend, MARY ROSE CROCKER.
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