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The next morning Polly stayed in bed for breakfast, as befitted a heroine, and received visitors. All the faculty came in, one after the other, to congratulate her. Miss Crosby's ability as a story-teller had served to picture the events of the night before in vivid colors, and Polly's splendid courage had not lost in the telling.
Crosby's indignation was beautifully assumed and it took effect. "Mr. Austin is the man who ordered your arrest," he explained. "I know Mrs. Delancy here all right, an' she left Austin's with you." "What are you talking about, man? She is my cousin and drove over here this evening to see me between trains. I think you'd better lower your gun, my friend. This will go mighty hard with you." "But "
"Do you like enamelled watches, Laura, those pretty little ones made in Geneva, I mean, worth from forty to sixty dollars?" "How do you mean? Do I like the small timepieces? or is it the picture on the back?" said Laura. "Oh, either. I was thinking of a beauty I saw at Crosby's yesterday, with the Madonna della Seggiola on the back. Now it is a good thing to have such a picture about one, any way.
In October, 1780, Claudius Smith, "king of the Cowboys," and three scalawag sons came to the conclusion that it was time for Crosby's money to revert to the crown, and they set off toward his little house one evening, sure of finding him in, for his father was seriously ill.
Crosby's manner I thought you had some power, madam; I imagined that if you knew my master's position you would be able to help him." "Who has accused Mr. Crosby of having anything to do with rebels?" Barbara asked. "I cannot tell, but there is no doubt as to what he has done. It is well known that he has helped many of the rebels into safe hiding.
Her eyes wandered, and her ears heard something besides the ringing steel. The curtains over the window shook a little, stirred by a breath of wind from the alley without. Then the window must have been left open! How was it no one without had heard the noise? Crosby's back was to the window; he could not see that the curtains stirred, his ear caught no sound to startle him.
Crosby, in whose family Miss Geoffry seemed to be living; and there were clandestine meetings spoken of in the Regent's Park, for which reason Gilbert supposed Mr. Crosby's house must have been in that locality.
The Doctor brought me home in it last night, from Crosby's." "So he told me." Allison did not see fit to say just how much Doctor Jack had told him. He smiled a little at the recollection of the young man's remorseful confession. "I told them," continued Isabel, "that I thought it was mine that your father had given it to me, but it seems I was mistaken." "It seems so," Allison agreed.
One gives you up because you've only got one hand, and the other because you've got two. There's no pleasing women. Hello here comes another note. Maybe she's changed her mind." For a breathless instant Allison thought so, too, but Doctor Jack was opening it. "Mine," he said. "It's an invitation to Crosby's.
Important, too, most important. I'll look it up, and let you know. Snails queer I DON'T know. I made a study of the Aztecs, and they are most interesting, but as to snails " Apparently Mr. Crosby's mind was wrestling with the question. "He's gone 'way back and sat down with the Aztecs," Philip murmured to Patty, "so you ask questions of me." "You don't know anything that I want to know."
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