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"I think, Keith," said Flossie, "you'd better ring again." Ringing was a concession to propriety that Flossie insisted on and he approved. He rang again; and Mrs. Downey in a beautiful wrapper herself opened the door. At the sight of Spinks she gave a joyful exclamation and invited him into the hall. They left him there. "What's up?" asked Rickman as they parted on his landing. "Who with? Sidney?
But he had a good business, no bad habits, and was deeply in love with her. It was the thought of little Jim that settled it. Downey showed genuine affection for the child. To give him a father, to have him well educated these were large things to Kitty and she consented. As soon as the late Mrs.
At New Mills the people rushed out from their cabins, barred his way, offered him milk, and besought him, saying, "If you cannot stop to preach, at least come into our houses to pray." At Glenavy the road was lined with a cheering multitude for full two miles. At Castle Dawson, Mr. Justice Downey, the local clergyman, and some other gentry, kissed him in public in the barrack yard.
Somehow or other I liked John Downey, the clerk, from the moment I was introduced to him. He seemed to me, at least, to be the typical confidential clerk who would carry a secret worth millions and keep it. The officer in charge touched his hat to the inspector, and Downey hastened to put himself at our service.
It summoned her will to come back to its control. Mrs. Downey was smiling and saying in an ordinary tone, "Your telephone." Bessie Lonsdale rose and crossed the room, took the receiver from its stand, said, "Yes," and waited. A man's voice came over the wire. "I wish to speak to Mrs. Lonsdale, please." "I am Mrs. Lonsdale," she said in a smooth, low voice.
But she had felt from the first that, as she expressed it, "there was something about him," though what it was she couldn't really say. Only from the first she had had that feeling in her heart "He will not be permanent." The joy she had in his youth and mystery was drenched with the pathos of mutability. Mrs. Downey rebelled against mutability's decree.
His first thought was that Orcutt had arrived at the post and that Downey had taken the trail. He ceased paddling for a moment and his light canoe swung into the trough of the waves and rocked crankily. The other canoe was only a half mile behind, and Wentworth saw with relief that its occupant was not Downey. Some Indian fishing, he thought, and resumed his paddling.
One was located to catch the inbound from the west; the other, those from the east. And when the owners were not at war, they kept at best an armed neutrality. John Downey had delivered himself of some unhallowed hopes concerning the rival house, and Jim, as he passed the opposition Inn on a certain evening, had the picturesque devastations vividly in mind.
Sloan, who was assistant city-editor. On two evenings a week Mr. Sloan fled the cares of the Fourth Estate and became Sam in the soul-refreshing presence of Miss Angelina. He was by no means her only male admirer. In the Sixth Grade at the Hilldale Public School she had thirty others; among these Willie Downey, whose name appeared on every page of the composition Mr. Sloan had read.
Downey startles at the appearance of the detective, rises nervously from his pallet, and after the pause of a moment, says: "Indeed, yer welcome, Mr. Fitzgerald. Indeed, I have not an' God knows it's the truth I tell seen Mr. Toddleworth the week;" he replies, in answer to a question from the detective. "You took a drop with him this afternoon?" continues the detective, observing his nervousness.
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