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"I was never cruel to you, Ferdy; you mistake leniency for harshness." "No one else would say that to me." "So much the more pity. You would be a better man if you had the truth told you oftener." "When did you become such an advocate of Truth? Is it this man?" "What man?" "Keith. If it is, I want to tell you that he is not what he pretends." A change came over Mrs. Lancaster's face.
He looked at her very hard, smiling as if to say, 'No, no, I'm not not if you think it! She perceived with relief in a moment that he was not very bad, and liquor disposed him apparently to tenderness, for he indulged in an interminable kissing of Geordie and Ferdy, during which Miss Steet turned away delicately, looking out of the window.
Rhodes, looking across at him. "If he knew you, he'd know you never did anything for nothing, Ferdy." Ferdy flushed. "I guess I do it about as often as you do. I guess you struck my governor for a pretty big pile." Mr. Rhodes's face hardened, and he fixed his eyes on him. "If I do, I work for it honestly. I don't make an agreement to work, and then play 'old soldier' on him."
The two soon began to be so much together that both Rhodes and Keith fell to rallying Ferdy as to his conquest. Ferdy accepted it with complacency. "I think I shall stay here while you are working up in the mountains," he said to his chief as the time drew near for them to leave. "You will do nothing of the kind. I promised to take you with me, and I will take you dead or alive."
Drive home," she said to the coachman, in a tone intentionally loud enough for her friend to hear. Ferdy Wickersham strolled on down the street, and a few minutes later was leaning in at the door of Mrs. Wentworth's carriage, talking very earnestly to the lady inside. Mr. Wickersham's attentions to Louise Wentworth had begun to be the talk of the town. Young Mrs.
In wrestling Ferdy was no match for him, for Gordon had wrestled with every boy on the plantation, and after a short scuffle he lifted Ferdy and flung him flat on his back on the deck, jarring the wind out of him. Ferdy refused to make up and went off crying to his mother, who from that time filled the ship with her abuse of Gordon.
He had grown more reckless since his return, but it had not injured him with his set. It flattered his pride to be credited with the conquest of so cold and unapproachable a Diana as Louise Wentworth. "What was more natural?" said Mrs. Nailor. After all, Ferdy Wickersham was her real romance, and she was his, notwithstanding all the attentions he had paid Alice Yorke.
When Ferdy looked at himself in the Mirror at Midnight, he didn't know whether he was Engaged or merely operating under a Suspended Sentence. Next morning he had to bare his Soul to the Head of the Firm. This revered Fluff should have been known as Mr. Yes-But.
The journey to San Francisco would be entirely thrown away, and he would be as badly off as ever. "I wouldn't like to say for certain," said the man when he was interrogated. "I only tell you what they told me. As I was passing along somebody said as Ferdy Lefroy had been taken dead out of the cars on to the platform. Now you know as much about it as I do."
"I will fight both of you." And he settled himself for defence. "Well, I will," cried his assailant. "Drop the tiller, Ferdy, and sit tight. I will fight fair." Then to Gordon again: "I have given you fair warning, and I will have that flag or sink you." Gordon's answer was to drop one oar as useless, seize the other, and steadying himself as well as he could, raise it aloft as a weapon.
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