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Updated: June 24, 2025
You can't ease it up much with a string measured out for all the way down!" The young woman operator at the little telegraph station at Dorbury Upper Village heard the call-click as she unlocked the room and came in after her half-hour supper time. She set the wires and responded, and laid the paper slip under the wonderful pins. "Tick-tick-tick; tick-tick; tick-tick-tick-tick," and so on.
Sylvie and Ray read new books together from the Dorbury library, and old ones from Mrs. Argenter's book-shelves.
And the next morning at eleven o'clock, the two gentlemen exchanged papers; Mr. Horner received a check on the First National Bank for eight thousand dollars, and Mr. Sherrett the title-deed to house and land on North Centre Street, Dorbury, known as part of the John Horner estate, and bordering so and so, and so on. The same afternoon, Mr. Sherrett called at Mrs.
Then it was something that Frank Sunderline should see that Ray would let her be her friend; that she was not altogether too loud and pronounced for her. Ray did not turn aside and look at wood-piles, and get rid of her. Furthermore, the way home from the Dorbury depot, for Frank and Marion both, lay past the bakery, on down the under-hill road.
I.M. Argenter, Dorbury, Mass.," and signed "Philip Burkmayer, M.D." Nobody knew of any one else to send to; at that hour, especially, when the office in State Street would be closed. Closed, with that name outside the door that stood for nobody now. The news must go bare and unbroken to her. Something occurred to Doctor Burkmayer, however, as he was just handing the slip to the attendant.
About the ivies that the "good Miss Goodwyns" had kept safe and thriving at Dorbury, and the furniture that Sylvie had stored in a loft in the Bank Block. How pretty the white frilled curtains would be in the porch room! "And the interest of the five thousand dollars will be all I shall ever want to spend for anything!" "We shall be quite rich people, Sylvie.
"To MRS. I. M. ARGENTER, Dorbury, Mass. "Mr. Argenter has had a sunstroke. Insensible. Very serious. Will telegraph again. Sylvie's eyes, so roundly innocent, so star-like in their usual bright uplifting, were raised now with a wide terror in them, first to Rodney, then to Amy; and "O O!" broke in short, subdued gasps from her lips. Then they heard Mrs. Argenter's step up-stairs.
He liked the brightness and the airiness; a little of it, near to; he did not like a whole car-full, or room-full, or street full, he did not like to see a woman sparkle all round. Mr. Ingraham had come into Dorbury Upper Village some half dozen years since; had leased the bakery, house, and shop; and two years afterward, Rachel had come home to stay.
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