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It was not wholly uncomfortable; but any sense of ease that I had begun to feel was banished by a suspicion that Addison now confided to me. "I don't certainly know what place this is," he said, "but I'm beginning to think that it must be the old Jim Cronin farm. I've heard that it's over in this vicinity, away off in the woods by itself.
It was during this month that the news came to them from Bagdad that Mr. Newman himself, about this time, had a sharp attack of fever. Dr. Cronin was much alarmed about him; indeed, he believed him to be dying, and leeched his temples and bled his right arm. Then he tried calomel, and he said that he had resolved on opening his temporal artery if his pulse had kept as rapid as at first it was.
As Ted bent to put his ear to the crack of the door, the thud of a heavy body jarred the shack. "Jove!" he heard Cronin cry. "The ground is some way down, ain't it?" "And it's none to soft at that," came grimly from his comrade, as a second person slumped upon the planks outside.
"They can't deceive a woman. Don't talk to me about the Wallace Collection." Poor Miss Cronin was very uneasy. The future looked almost as dark as the London days.
But she asked me to tell you she wasn't coming back yet" the two old ladies exchanged glances which Braybrooke longed to contradict "as she is going to call on Lady Sellingworth presently." "Ah!" said Mrs. Clem Hodson, gazing steadily at Fanny Cronin. "In Berkeley Square!" added Braybrooke emphatically. "And to-night she is dining out."
But that's his game to play " He reached the sought-for one, however, and exclaimed eagerly: "By Jiminy, Monty. I'm glad to find you it would have been my luck after this day, to get here too late." He was greeted with a grip that made even his generous hand wince, as the other arose to smile a welcome. "Hello, Captain Cronin. You're a good sight for a grouchy man's eyes!
From his corner he watched her colloquy with the two school friends from Philadelphia, and it seemed to him that something very important was being told. For Fanny Cronin looked almost animated, and her manner approached the emphatic as she spoke to the standing girl. Mrs.
Captain Cronin, that prince of blockheads, will share the same fate. Professor MacDonald, who I know very well signed the death certificates, will be disgraced and driven from professional standing. You will be implicated in this plot to thwart justice.
They will rebuild, of course, but it will take time, and in the interval everything will be at a standstill." "It will throw several hundred men out of work," Sullivan objected. "That can't be helped," retorted Cronin. "They will get out at least with their lives and will be almighty thankful for that. They can get other jobs, I guess.
"If you will put that into an envelope and address it I will take it down and leave it at the bureau." "Thank you." Miss Van Tuyn put the note into an envelope, closed the envelope and addressed it. "That's right." Sir Seymour held out his hand and she gave him the note. "Now, good night." "You are going!" He smiled slightly. "I don't sleep at Claridge's as you and Miss Cronin do."
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