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"Sally Dows!" repeated Courtland, with a slight start. "Yes, Sally Dows, of Pineville." "You say she was half Union, but did she have any relations or or friends in the war on your side? Any who were killed in battle?" "They were all killed, I reckon," returned Miss Reed darkly.
They want Miss Dows to refer her plans to me, and expect me to report on them, and then they'll submit them to the Board and wait for its decision. Fancy Miss Dows doing that! But, by Jove! they can't conceive of her AT ALL over there, don't you know?" "Which Miss Dows do you mean?" asked Courtland dryly. "Miss Sally, of course," said the young fellow briskly.
But he felt far more uneasy than when he had arrived; and there was a singular sense of incompleteness in his visit that he could not entirely account for. His conversation with Champney had complicated he knew not why his previous theories of Miss Dows, and although he was half conscious that this had nothing to do with the business that brought him there, he tried to think that it had.
Here are Tenierses, full of riotous life; exquisite Metzus, Terburgs, and Gerard Dows; cattle by Paul Potter; ships by Van de Velde; skies by Cuyp; landscapes, with white horses, by Wouvermanns; driving clouds and shadow-darkened plains by Ruysdael, who, though he died in a workhouse, yet lives in his pictures in kings' palaces.
But I must remind you that the Dowses are strictly the agents and tenants of the company I represent, and that their rights and property under that tenancy shall not be interfered with by others as long as I am here. I have no right, however," he added gravely, "to keep Miss Dows from imperiling them by her social relations." Champney rose and shook hands with him awkwardly.
At the instigation of Captain Dows it was adjourned at the hour of the funeral to enable members to attend, and it was even rumored, to the great delight of Pineville, that a distinguished speaker or two might come over to "improve the occasion" with some slight allusion to the engrossing topic of "Southern Rights."
"You say you have no chance. Do you want me to understand that you are regularly a suitor of Miss Dows?" "Y-e-e-s," said the young fellow, but with the hesitation of conscientiousness rather than evasion. "That is you know I WAS. But don't you see, it couldn't be. It wouldn't do, you know.
"I presume you are speaking now of young Miss Dows?" said Courtland dryly. "Miss Sally of course always," said Champney simply. "She runs the shop." "Were there not some French investors relations of Miss Dows? Does anybody represent THEM?" asked Courtland pointedly. Yet he was not quite prepared for the naive change in his companion's face. "No.
To this street it presents two stories and a con- siderable length of facade; and it has, both within and without, a great deal of curious and beautiful detail. Above the portal, in the stonework, are two false win- dows, in which two figures, a man and a woman, ap- parently household servants, are represented, in sculp- ture, as looking down into the street.
He accompanied me to the head of the stairs, and in loud voice ordered the guards to let me pass out that it was "all right." With this he passed into the hall. The guard at the head of the stairs duly let me pass. At the middle of the stairs Dr. Rabe, who so well knew me, and must have heard Dows' order, demanded the pass-word, and refused to allow me to proceed.
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