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"I don't know about New York." "Ah well," he said meditatively, "there's plenty of money lying about." He took Alice away to her devotions, leaving Montague to the memories which the mention of Lucy Dupree awakened. Allan Montague had been in love with Lucy a half a dozen times in his life; it had begun when she was a babe in arms, and continued intermittently until her marriage.
He must realize that you are no match for him, and he counts on that to give him victory. However, I must say that you have handled yourself well, and, if you keep your head, you may succeed in dropping him." The lieutenant's predictions proved correct. Lieutenant Dupree had had his wound bandaged, and now demanded that the fight be resumed.
"I don't believe you know what fear is," declared Lieutenant Anderson. Lieutenant Dupree, his two friends and a surgeon were already on the ground when Hal, Chester and Lieutenant Anderson arrived. All raised their caps as they came together. The seconds drew apart to discuss the details of the duel, Hal and Lieutenant Dupree in the meantime discarding their coats and rolling up their sleeves.
Her mother had died when she was very young, and she had grown up with only her father for a companion. Judge Dupree was one of the rich men of the neighbourhood, and he lavished everything upon his daughter; but people had said that Lucy would suffer for the lack of a woman's care, and the prophecy had been tragically fulfilled.
Louise leaned back in her seat with shining eyes. John drew a deep breath. "Isn't it just peachy?" Sid DuPree nodded. "Makes me think of the way the cowboys used to shoot off their revolvers on the ranch." "Have another candy," suggested John promptly. Again was the flow of reminiscences successfully checked.
Perry Alford came punctual to the minute, and shortly thereafter Red Brown, Sid DuPree, Silvey, and Skinny Mosher. Mrs. Fletcher had made use of her telephone to make the gathering a little more of a party for John than he had anticipated. Another display of the presents followed, while his father and mother stood in the parlor doorway and beamed down upon the youngsters.
Dupree herself, who stopped at each stair landing for ready and copious explanation. She was very corseted, very mannered, and quick to attitudinize. A flight of framed photographs of her followed the staircase upward step by step, in which she registered at a considerably younger period such staple states as Anger, Meditation, Humiliation, Vengeance, Love.
Near one corner stood a monster pile of barrels and boxes, collected some months past, for a bonfire; but the policeman on the beat had interfered with a threat of arrest for the whole tribe, and the giant conflagration had not taken place. The pair were greeted with shouts as they jumped down from the railroad fence. "What took you so long?" Sid DuPree asked. John explained.
'Min, he used to say, 'if you'll throw over Edward Dupree, I'll give you a year's voice training at the academy and put you up against Melba. Ah, my dear, I hope yours is a happy one." "How much " "I threw away a career for the caprice of a man who cast me off like an old glove. Be careful, dearie.
It wasn't fair, punching without the preliminary tilt of words and wary skirmishing. Again John set upon him and he turned, dodged behind a tree, and fled for home. Down the street they tore at top speed. Inch by inch, the space between the two diminished as they passed the Alfords, the Harrisons, and finally arrived at the DuPree iron gate.
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