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I've talked with him only once, of course, and then he and I weren't agreeing exactly. But I liked him, nevertheless. If he were anything but a fool poet I should be more reconciled." He was snubbed immediately. "THAT," declared Mrs. Fosdick, with decision, "is the only thing that makes him possible." So Mrs. Fosdick's welcome was whole-handed if not whole-hearted.
Captain Zelotes made no comment then. He asked to be told more particulars. Albert described the life at the Fosdick home, the receptions, his enforced exhibitions and readings. At length the recital reached the point of the interview in Fosdick's office. "So he offered you to take you into the firm eh, son?" he observed. "Yes, sir." "Humph!
He thought with delight of Fosdick's surprise when he should see the new watch and chain, and also with pardonable exultation of the sensation he would produce at the table when he carelessly drew out his watch to see what time it was. When he reached his boarding-house, and went upstairs, he found Fosdick sitting up for him. "Well, Dick, what sort of a time did you have?" he asked.
A sudden light came into Fosdick's keen grey-blue eyes. "Ah," he said. "I can tell how that may be. A good many years ago, when we were just familiar enough with Melbourne to know certain people in it, I remember that Ashton was away up country for some time as that cablegram says. Most likely he knew this Wickham then. Is that the Wickham mentioned there?" "It is," assented Mr.
The day following the receipt of the fateful telegram the captain wrote a brief note to Fletcher Fosdick. A day or two later he received a reply. Fosdick's letter was kindly and deeply sympathetic. He had been greatly shocked and grieved by the news. Madeline, poor girl, is almost frantic. She will recover by and by, recovery is easier at her age, but it will be very, very hard for you and Mrs.
"That's the misfortun' of being men of property. What was your tax last year, Fosdick?" "I don't remember such trifles," said Fosdick. "I don't think they was taxes," said the girl, seriously; "they looked as if they was from a young lady." "Very likely they are from Fosdick's wife," said Dick. "She's rusticatin' in the country for the benefit of her health." "Maybe they're from yours, Mr.
The protests on the part of Olive and the housekeeper against the captain's innovation in poetry-making had the effect of distracting attention from Albert's "glorified" appearance. The young man himself was thankful for the respite. That night before he retired he took Madeline Fosdick's photograph from the back of the drawer among the ties and collars and looked at it for five minutes at least.
Fosdick is better and that they cal'late to be in New York before very long and shall expect you there. Of course you knew that, Al, but I presume likely the main idea of the telegram was to help say, 'Welcome home' to you, that's all." Albert nodded. Madeline and her mother had been in Florida all winter. Mrs. Fosdick's health was not good.
However, we'll leave that to one side for a spell. What objection what real objection is there to those two marryin' my grandson and your daughter provided that they care for each other as they'd ought to?" Mr. Fosdick's expression changed slightly. His tone, as he replied to the question, was colder and his manner less cordial.
With a little shake she roused herself and turned to Fosdick's article that she had brought with her to the table.
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