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The tremendous enthusiasm at the end, however, awoke him for good, and he remained awake until the close of the "open meeting," a marked contrast to Mr. Black, who slumbered to the finish. When it was over Annette descended from the platform and came hurrying to them. "How did you enjoy it, Captain Dott?" she purred.
"You did have the will, didn't you?" "We had a will, one which Mrs. Dott drew some eight or nine years ago. But we received word from Italy only yesterday that there was another, a much more recent one, which superseded the one in our possession. Of course, that being the case, the bequests in the former were not binding upon the estate. That is to say, our will was not a will at all."
Hungerford did not seem to hear him. He was regarding Miss Dott with anxious concern. "Really, Gertrude," he said, "I shouldn't stand by that open door, if I were you. You have a slight cold and for all our sakes you must be careful. Step inside, I beg of you." His begging was so tender, so solicitous, so intimate. John Doane's fists clenched. "Hi!" It was the cabman calling from the street.
"I don't know, of course," she added, "what Mother's plans for that day may be, but if she is not busy I'm sure we shall be pleased to go. Thank you for thinking of us." Mr. Hungerford hesitated. "Well," he said, "to tell you the truth, I had supposed that Mrs. Dott might be rather busy. It is your committee meeting afternoon, isn't it, Mrs. Dott? and so I arranged for only two.
Hi!" as the captain stepped to the stairs, "don't say nothin' about me." Daniel, suppressing a grin, shouted up the stairs. "Zuba!" he called. "Zuba, come down here a minute." Azuba answered, but in no complacent tone. "Don't bother me, Cap'n Dott," she protested. "I'm late as 'tis." "Just a minute, Zuba, that's all. One minute, please." Mr. Ginn snorted at the "please."
"If you please, Captain Delmar," said Mr Culpepper, with his usual profound bow, "what are we to do with the effects of Mr Dott, who has fallen overboard? By the regulations of the service, they should be sold before the mast. And I also wish to know whether he is to be continued to be victualled, or whether it is your pleasure that he is discharged as dead?"
I'm your husband, ain't I? Seems to me I am entitled to a little of your society." "I can't help it, Daniel. Captain Dan's feelings got the better of his prudence. "I wish you and I had never heard of it, nor anybody that belongs to it." The instant after the words left his lips he would have given a good deal to recall them, but it was too late. His wife slowly rose. "Daniel Dott!" she gasped.
About ten minutes afterwards Mr Tommy Dott made his appearance; he extended his hand to me, saying, in a haw-haw way, "Keene, my dear fellow, I'm glad to see you." He certainly did look two or three inches taller, for he walked almost on tiptoe. "Glad to see you, Tommy," said I; "well, what's the news?" "Nothing, I believe, except what you have brought.
"You?" she snorted contemptuously. "You didn't hear a word of it. I only hope Mrs. Cornish wasn't watching you, as I was. And now," she added, turning to Serena, "comes the other part, the important part. Captain Dott, there is to be a short business meeting in a few minutes, and men are, of course, excluded. Phelps, will you have James drive Captain Dott home?
Then I will advise it and you and Miss Dott must back my advice. Will you?" "I will, and so'll Gertie, I'm sure. You speak to her, Doctor. We'll do the backin' up." So the doctor made the suggestion. Serena received it quietly, but, when her husband came to do his share of the "backing up," she shook her head. "I'd like to, Daniel," she said. "I'd like to, but I can't." "You can't? Course you can!
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