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Captain Stride's daughter as well as his "Missus," and Mr Crossley's housekeeper, Mrs Bland. That good woman, however, had been much subdued and rendered harmless by the terrors of the wilderness, to which she had been recently exposed. Miss Molloy was also there, with an enormous supply of knitting needles and several bales of worsted.
Agnes Belloc could feel her soul rearing defiantly at the city into which she was gazing. "I will!" she replied. "It sounds as if you'd been pushed to where you'd turn and make a fight," said Agnes. "I hope so," said Mildred. "It's high time." She thought out several more or less ingenious indirect routes into Mr. Crossley's stronghold, for use in case frontal attack failed.
My mother pulled it up with impatience, and there lay before us, the last things in the chest, a bundle tied up in oilcloth, and looking like papers, and a canvas bag that gave forth, at a touch, the jingle of gold. "I'll show those rogues that I'm an honest woman," said my mother. "I'll have my dues and not a farthing over. Hold Mrs. Crossley's bag."
Crossley's works you will have an opportunity of seeing a large engineering factory employing several hundred mechanics, and without a chimney, in which every shaft and tool is driven by gas-engines supplied by Dowson's gas, and in which the consumption of coal is only 1.2 lb. per indicated horse power.
"You to get a hundred a week if you are put in the cast. More, of course, if you make a hit." "You mean I'm to sign a contract?" cried Mildred in dismay. "Exactly," said Crossley. A truly amazing performance. Moldini was not astonished, however, for he had heard the songs, and he knew Crossley's difficulties through Estelle Howard's flight.
I've hesitated about coming at all, partly because I've an instinct it's useless, partly because what I have to say isn't easy." Crossley's expression hardened. The old story! excuses, excuses, self-excuse somebody else to blame. "If it hadn't been for Mr. Ransdell the trouble he took with me, the coaching he gave me I'd have been a ridiculous failure at the very first rehearsal. But it is to Mr.
My mother pulled it up with impatience, and there lay before us, the last things in the chest, a bundle tied up in oilcloth, and looking like papers, and a canvas bag that gave forth, at a touch, the jingle of gold. "I'll show these rogues that I'm an honest woman," said my mother. "I'll have my dues, and not a farthing over. Hold Mrs. Crossley's bag."
Her reception would have been such at the hands of Crossley's insolent and ill-mannered underlings that she would have fled in shame and confusion. It is even well within the possibilities that she would have given up all idea of a career, would have sent for Baird, and so on.
Crossley owed to him more than to any other single element the series of successes that had made him rich; yet the ten thousand a year Crossley paid him was regarded as evidence of Crossley's lavish generosity and was so. It would have been difficult to say why a man so splendidly endowed by nature and so tireless in improving himself was thus unsuccessful.
"Your conclusions are very just, sir," rejoined Red Shirt, with a grave and respectful air; "but of course coincidences never go on in an unbroken chain. They must cease sooner or later. We left our wreck in three boats. No doubt you " "There again!" cried the Captain in blazing astonishment, as he removed his hat and wiped his heated brow, while Mr Crossley's eyes opened to their widest extent.
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