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She had seen many signs, pathetic signs, of a struggle on Nelly's side against Farrell's influence; especially in the time immediately following her first return to the north in March.
It's your father that's spakin' to you, our lost flower; an' the hand that often smoothed your goolden head is now upon your grave." He wiped his eyes as he concluded, and after lifting a little of the clay from her grave, he tied it carefully up, and put it into his pocket. Having left the grave-yard, he retraced his steps towards Frank Farrell's house.
I had learned to have implicit confidence in Kennedy's ability to meet each new emergency with something fully capable of solving the problem. From a cabinet, Kennedy took out what looked like the little black leather box of a camera, with, however, a most peculiar looking lens. "Let's visit Farrell's," remarked Craig, after looking over the apparatus and slinging it over his shoulder.
"Druce will make love to her! she'll marry Druce!" he told himself confidently; and his thoughts flew ahead to the time when the young couple would reign over the Court, and dispense the favours which were now in Bernard Farrell's hands. Well, it was a goodly heritage! Even in seven short days several scenes had printed themselves upon his memory.
"Now tell me, Pat, what regiment you served in," said Henry. "In the first Pennsylvanians, Captain Farrell's company." "Captain Farrell's! I knew him well, a fine fellow and a gallant officer! Many were the tears shed when the vomito carried him off," said Henry, with much feeling. "And you were one of his company?" "Troth, I was, thin. He was every inch a sodger and a gintleman."
I mean that the bettor's badge number will be in line with that bet, an' you can probably find out the number of the badge this rooster wore." An inspiration came with Farrell's words came to Crane. Why had he not thought of that before? Still it didn't matter. The badge number, Mortimer's number, would be in Faust's book where had been entered the hundred dollars Mortimer put on Lauzanne.
He turned over to Rose the reading of the rural newspapers and sundry other routine matters. There was no doubt of Miss Farrell's broad knowledge of the world, or of her fidelity to duty. Harwood took early opportunity to subdue somewhat the pungency of the essences with which she perfumed herself, and she gave up gum-chewing meekly at his behest.
Mindful of the famous "flying wedge" of waiters at Farrell's for the purpose of hustling objectionable and obstreperous customers with despatch to the sidewalk, I was prepared for anything. The runner who was sitting alone in the next booth, leaned out and gazed around the corner into ours. "Carton!" he shouted in a tone that could have been heard on the street.
How stupid of me! What on earth made me put them in that pocket. He drew out the letters and the telegram. Bridget said again 'Give it me, please! I know it's for me! And she tried to snatch it. Farrell's face changed. He disliked Bridget Cookson heartily, mainly on Nelly's account, and her rude persistence nettled a temper accustomed to command. He quietly put her aside.
Yet he was no sooner alone with Nelly than he felt a dim compunction. This timid creature, with her dark haunting eyes, had problems enough of her own to face. He perceived clearly that Farrell's passion for her was mounting fast, and he had little or no idea what kind of response she was likely to make to it. But all the same his own need drove him on.
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