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Updated: May 23, 2025
The captain told some very good stories, and led off in the laugh. Lydia always sewed and listened. She did not seem to find herself strangely placed, and her presence characterized all that was said and done with a charming innocence. As a bit of life, it was as pretty as it was quaint. "Really," Staniford said to Dunham, as they turned in, that night, "she has domesticated us."
Back in the dingy offices of Calvin Trent the sunshine revealed time-honored ink stains and other immovable relics which held their own despite a thorough house-cleaning which Hannah had recently given the rooms. The judge had apologized to Dunham at the time.
The multitude in the street absolutely danced with triumph, and huzzaed, and yelled till you would have fancied their very throats would crack; and then, with all the fickleness of interest characteristic of a large body of people, pressed and stumbled, and cursed and swore, in the hurry to get out of Dunham Street, and back to the immediate scene of the fire, the mighty diapason of whose roaring flames formed an awful accompaniment to the screams, and yells, and imprecations, of the struggling crowd.
He had become so wedded to his gold that to lose it was like losing his heart's blood. But was these no hope of recovery? "Why don't you go after him?" he exclaimed, suddenly. "Raise the neighbors. It isn't too late yet." "He's across the river before this," said Robert. "Get a boat and go after him." "I am willing," said our hero, promptly. "Where can we find a boat, Mr. Dunham?"
He looked up and saw a little procession of late revellers rushing out to the last suburban train, the girls leaving a trail of orris perfume and a vision of dainty opera cloaks. One of the men was a city friend of his. Dunham half envied him his unperturbed mind.
An acquaintance with Boston, and the dozens of interesting people she had met, had cleared her provincial vision, until she was more than ever wary of believing that an interest in her personality and her work meant anything deeper. There were a number of men who had shown her more attention than had John Dunham, aside from those evenings he had spent with Edna and herself.
"He is your Uncle Calvin's yes, your Uncle Calvin's trusted friend." "I should judge so," returned the girl, fixing the unhappy Dunham with her gaze. "I should judge his position to be very nearly one of the family. Does Uncle Calvin know his name?" Dunham had for some years been aware that his height was six feet.
"Nothing shall tempt me to desert Mabel Dunham until she is safe in her father's arms." "Well said, lad; bravely and honestly said, too; and I join in it, heart and hand. No, no! you are not the first of your sex I have led through the wilderness, and never but once did any harm befall any of them: that was a sad day, certainly, but its like may never come again."
"Yes," replied Staniford, with a wan smile, "and you've been out of it pretty near ever since. You mustn't talk." "Oh, I'm all right," said Dunham. "I know about my being hurt. I shall be cautious. Have you written to Miss Hibbard? I hope you haven't!" "Yes, I have," replied Staniford. "But I haven't sent the letter," he added, in answer to Dunham's look of distress.
A'course I shoulda wised you up earlier about Dunham but I thought you were on. I thought everybody was. But you can't treat Pig-iron this way. Why why why he he's " What he had wanted to say was that Dunham, Benevolent Patron of the Street, was not accustomed to having his favors rebuffed so crudely, but he couldn't quite manage it. So he fell back upon earnest repetition.
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