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"Yes it was left to him and Dennison, I believe." "Then I am not likely to be invited, for he and I never could do anything but have rows with each other at Wellingham." "What about?" I asked, for Murray had never said much about Ward to me and I wanted to hear his side of the quarrel. "It isn't worth repeating," he answered.
Doctor Dennison says last night as you'd take it soon one way or t' other. But all night long while they waited and watched here, you've laid so pale an' still as a corp'. An' now, while I'm a-settin' here, you go an' take th' turn so sudden as fair takes my breath away, Lord be praised! I mean I mean oh, I guess I'll go wake the doctor."
"He's no fool," was the son's defense. "He isn't, eh? Lord love you, sonny, your father and I are the two biggest fools on all God's earth!" The door closed sharply in Dennison's face and the key rasped in the lock. For a space Dennison did not stir. Why should he wish to protect his father? Between his father and this handsome rogue there was small choice. The old boy made such rogues possible.
It wasn't Cunningham's request it was Dennison's refusal. That syllable, though spoken moderately, was the essence of battle, murder, and sudden death. If they should clash it would mean that Denny how easy it was to call him that! Denny would be locked up and she would be all alone. For the father seemed as aloof and remote as the pole. "You shall not do it!" declared Dennison.
Dennison," urged the constable. "That is very true, Constable. But I chance to know that on two different occasions some of their number actually had the brazen audacity to push their way through a gap in the fence." "You don't tell me!" exclaimed the other, trying to look very fierce; but when he saw that whimsical grin on the features of Bluff the attempt was not much of a success.
If only this had happened a year ago.... Dennison Grant's mother had died in his infancy, and as soon as Roy was old enough to go to boarding-school his father had given up housekeeping. The club had been his home ever since. Grant reflected on this situation with some satisfaction.
There were not only his father and Cousin Carrol, but a stranger, a fine-looking man, who, it was presently telegraphed through the class, was Judge Dennison, of Buffalo, who used to attend this school when he was a boy. And then, behold, came Principal Bowen, who stood talking with his guests a moment, after which they all took seats and stayed through the entire hour.
That same afternoon, Reed Opdyke was astounded to receive a long call from his recreant parson. "Where away?" With the question, Dolph Dennison flung himself into step at Olive Keltridge's side, one morning in late January.
He even went further and considered the question as to how they could take him to a doctor; or else force the old hermit of the Dennison estate to let them carry their injured comrade there. Not so Frank. He had already made the discovery that the voice came from up in the air, and hence had quite settled in his mind what had happened.
"Come awa wi' you, then," said Cuddie; "but mind, deil a finger ye maun lay on Lady Margaret, or Miss Edith, or the auld Major, or, aboon a', on Jenny Dennison, or ony body but the sodgers cut and quarter amang them as ye like, I carena." "Ay, ay," said the other, "let us once in, and we will make our ain terms with them a'."
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