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Higgins?" cried Mrs. Delancy anxiously. "How selfish of us not to have thought of you before!" "Oh, that's all right. This gum coat kept me purty dry." He and Crosby assisted her from the wagon, and, while the former gave his attention to the wet and shivering horses, the latter took her arm and walked up and down the dark shed with her.
"And why," Miss Tavish asked, "will the serpentine dances and the London topical songs do any more harm to women than to men?" "And besides, Mr. Delancy," Carmen said, chiming in, "isn't it just as proper that women should see women dance and throw somersaults on the stage as that men should see them? And then, you know, women are such a restraining influence."
Delancy said accusingly to her niece, as the two were left alone together. "Why, I've actually appeared rebellious to James." "You ought to have been so years ago," Cicily rejoined, stubbornly. But Mrs. Delancy could only shake her head morosely in negation of this audacious idea. Then, her thoughts reverted to the young woman's doubtful position.
Delancy exclaimed, instantly aroused to the exigencies of the situation, while Hamilton stared blankly at the two conspirators. "I should say so! I've got to get hold of Johnson." "He's on the wire by this time, I'm sure," Cicily announced. "While you were getting rid of those men, I sent Watson to call him up." "Bully, Cicily!" Hamilton shouted, in irrepressible enthusiasm.
Delancy to Jack, her breadth of view, her lack of prejudice, and she had even dared to say, "My dear friend, she is too good for us," and Jack had not protested, but with a laugh had accepted the implication of his position on a lower moral level.
"Awfully," she confessed, "but it's safer here than on the beam," she added, and his heart grew very tender as he detected the fatigue in her voice. "Anyhow, we have the papers safely signed." "Mrs. Delancy, I I swear that you shall never regret this day and night," he said, stopping in his walk and placing his hands on her shoulders. She caught her breath quickly. "Do you know what I mean?"
The vows are said; they come home to an elegant wedding breakfast, managed by colored waiters who know their business perfectly. There are some friendly, informal neighborhood calls, and all is very gay and bright. Eugene, Marcia, and the Brades are going up the river with them; Mr. and Mrs. Delancy will travel leisurely through Canada and come down to Newport to be Mrs.
Rosalie was enchanted, Delancy mildly so, but when a deeper trail ploughed the snow, running parallel to their progress, he regarded it with more animation. "Pig," said Geraldine briefly. "Wild?" he inquired. "Of course," she smiled; "and probably a good big boar." Rosalie thrilled and unconsciously rested her fur-gloved hand on Delancy's sleeve.
Delancy," said Higgins, peering from the window. "Looks 's if it might rain before long. We ain't got much of a place here, but, if you'll put up with it, I guess we can take keer of you over night." "Oh, but we couldn't think of it," she protested. "After we have had something to eat we must hurry off to the station." "What station?" asked Crosby sententiously.
Grandcourt watched him with painful interest as he sat, hunched up, coughing at intervals, and poring over his wife's long, angular chirography. There was much between the lines to read, but Dysart could never read it; much to understand, but he could never understand it. "Delancy tells me," she wrote, "that you are threatened with very serious difficulties.
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