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He believed that Durgin would not fail to make her unhappy, yet he had not done what he might to deliver her out of his hand. He had satisfied a wretched pseudo-magnanimity toward a faithless scoundrel, as he thought Durgin, at the cost of a woman whose anxious hope of his aid had probably forced her mother's hand.
Durgin laughed at herself jollily, and Westover noted how prosperity had changed her. It had freed her tongue, it has brightened her humor, it had cheered her heart; she had put on flesh, and her stalwart frame was now a far greater bulk than he remembered. "Well, there," she said, "the long and the short of it is, I want Jeff should go to Harvard."
When he opened his eyes he was looking up in the sweetest, most anxious face in all the world. "Help me up. Let me go before everyone comes," he said. "I believe I know where to find your uncle's will!" It was already too late. Durgin and two policemen appeared at the open door.
Marven," she said, with the stony passivity which the ladies used to note in her when they came over to Lion's Head Farm in the tally-hos, "the stage leaves here at two o'clock to get the down train at three. I want you should have your trunks ready to go on the wagon a little before two." "You want I should have my What do you mean, Mrs. Durgin?" "I want your rooms." "You want my rooms?" Mrs.
But when we have a good marrow-freezing northeasterly storm, and the newspapers come out with their ironical congratulations to the tax-dodgers at the Shore, I feel that Providence is on my side, and I'm getting my reward, even in this world." Bessie suddenly laughed. "I see by your expression of fixed inattention, Molly, that you're thinking of Mr. Durgin!"
"I'm not sure that I do," laughed Louise. "Land sakes! Course you do. Them big eyes o' yourn must just look fetchin' in a picture. I don't believe I've ever seen you in a movie, have I, Miss ?" "Grayling." "'Grayling'! Ain't that pretty?" Gusty Durgin gave an envious sigh. "Is it your honest to goodness, or just your fillum name?"
I guess you'll have your lunch all right"; and by the time that they had got enough of Browning they heard the welcome sound of wheels crashing upon dead boughs and swishing through the underbrush, and, in the pauses of these pleasant noises, the voice of Jeff Durgin encouraging his horses.
The unfortunate man was awakened by the noise Durgin made in breaking open the safe, and rushed in to his doom. Having then no fear of interruption, Durgin leisurely ransacked the house. How he came across the will, and destroyed it with the idea that he was putting the estate out of your possession this and other details I shall give you by and by." Father O'Meara paused a moment.
"You'd run a chance of hearing me hold forth some of these evenings." "You've answered your own question, William. I shouldn't like to see you making an idiot of yourself." "This is a square fight between labor and capital," returned Durgin with dignity, "and every man ought to take a hand in it." "William," said Stevens meditatively, "do you know about the Siamese twins?"
"It's not my business to tell things," Garrison assured him. "This is a matter perhaps of life and death for your brother. Do you think Mr. Hardy feared this man Cleave would take his life?" "He did, yes." "Was it ever attempted before?" Durgin looked at him oddly. "I think so, but I couldn't be sure." "You mean, Mr. Hardy told you a little about it, but, perhaps, not all?"
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