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But there was one thing essential, and Fairchild procured it, guards. Then he turned his attention to his giant partner. Health returned slowly to the big Cornishman. The effects of nearly a week of slow poisoning left his system grudgingly; it would be a matter of weeks before he could be the genial, strong giant that he once had represented.
And now it was here. And this was the reason that twenty years before Thornton Fairchild, white, grim, had sought the aid of Harry and of Mother Howard. This was the reason that a woman had played the part of a man, singing in maudlin fashion as they traveled down the center of the street at night, to all appearances only three disappointed miners seeking a new field. And yet
Societies, clubs, parlor lectures, readings, recitations, musicales, classes it fatigues one to keep in sight of them. Every afternoon, every evening, something. I doubt if men are capable of such incessant energy, Mrs. Fairchild." "And you find they have no time to be agreeable?" "Quite the contrary.
Fairchild when she came in, although she ordered the servants to set a chair for her. Miss Augusta Noble was seated on the sofa by her mamma, playing with a very beautiful wax doll; and her two brothers, William and Edward, were standing by her; but they never came forward to Mrs. Fairchild's children to say that they were glad to see them, or to show them any kind of civility.
He went to tinkering with the big chiv wheel then, supported on its heavy timbers, and over which the cable must pass to allow the skip to travel on its rails down the shaft. Fairchild absently examined the engines and pumps, supplying water to the radiators and filling an oil cup or two. Then he turned swiftly, voicing that which was uppermost in his mind.
"You don't mean to say," answered Miss Crosbie, laughing, "that a sensible man like you, Mr. Fairchild, can be amused by the sight of specimens of the fashions?" "I am amused with anything," said Mr. Fairchild, "which entertains my family. I make a point of enjoying everything which they do, as far as I can." "Well, then," said Miss Crosbie, "if I had my bandbox here "
Did n't a man just pass here in an automobile? Where'd he go straight on the main road or off on the circuit trail?" "It it was n't a man." "Not a man?" The four occupants of the machine stared at him. "Don't try to bull us that it was a woman." "Oh, no no of course not." Fairchild had found his senses. "But it was n't a man. It it was a boy, just about fifteen years old." "Sure?"
"Well, sir, then I took Louis to the office, and we both saw the the accident, and we wondered what to do. I was for telephoning right off to Doctor Fairchild, but Louis said first we'd better tell Miss Florence about it." "And did you?" "We went out in the hall, and just then Elsa, Miss Lloyd's maid, was on the stairs. So we told her, and told her to tell Miss Lloyd, and ask her for orders.
The old lady was scarcely able to speak, but she murmured to herself: "Yes, my God is good, I am not left without comfort." "Stand back, my dears," said Mrs. Fairchild, "and let your grandmamma look at you quietly you overpower her." They drew back. The old lady wiped away a tear or two which dimmed her sight, and then, with a gentle smile, she looked first at Lucy.
I should like to have had the advice of Mrs. Fairchild, of the Fairchild Family upon this delicate question.
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