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But when his thoughts began to dwell with fitting seriousness on the woman-of-the-world tone to be expected from Lady Charlotte, he folded the mental image of Emilia closely to his breast, and framed a misty idea of a little lighted cottage wherein she sat singing to herself while he was campaigning. "Two or three fellows Lumley and Fredericks shall see her," he thought.
She was eager to go to the meeting, if for no better reason than from a natural curiosity to see the famous house, so often the theme of newspaper hyperbole. Also she was anxious to hear Hazel talk. But she doubted the propriety of her going anywhere so early in her widowhood. While she was debating this point with herself the telephone rang and Hazel Fredericks asked if she had received the card.
"Let's see, Farday, Fenton, Figaro, Flannigan, Ford, Foraham, Fredericks those are all the names in the 'Fs'. No Fogers among them. Why, are you looking for some friends of yours, boys?" "Not exactly friends," replied Tom slowly, "but we know them, and we thought we saw them come aboard, so we wanted to make sure." "They might be under some other name," suggested Ned.
"I hate murky rooms!" I cried, breaking out upon them, for I couldn't stand it any longer. "It's your 'rose of yesterday' who insists on twilight and shaded candles. I enjoy electricity!" Meg gazed at me in despair. "Helen, are you really bent on making enemies?" she asked. "What did Ann Fredericks do?"
"The Fredericks, then, if you like. They're completely merged and indistinguishable." "Why not say the Arbuthnots, my dear?" said Mr. Wilkins. "Very well, Mellersh the Arbuthnots. And the Carolines " Both Mr. Wilkins and Mrs. Fisher started. Mr. Wilkins, usually in such complete control of himself, started even more than Mrs.
Helen, why are photo-engravers but say, I've seen a list of bridesmaids; Ann Fredericks was one, cousin of the Frederickses; great for Helen, we all said Pros. and Cadge and " "Has the list been printed?" Kitty looked puzzled. "What are you cross about?" she said finally. "I don't wonder you get tired of such doings, tugging a ton of bouquet down a church aisle, organ grinding Lohengrin.
Better leave the hosses saddled." The booted and spurred riders trooped in, and their demeanor fitted their errand. Jean was acquainted with all of them. Fredericks was a lanky Texan, the color of dust, and he had yellow, clear eyes, like those of a hawk. His mother had been an Isbel. Gordon, too, was related to Jean's family, though distantly.
The remaining four men stood bravely by the gun, however, loaded and fired it twice at the assaulting party, and then, as the Indians closed around it, used their rifles on them. When they saw that they could not successfully defend the piece, they threw it off the trunnion and retreated. Corporal Sayles was killed and Sergeants Daily and Fredericks wounded at their posts.
Sit down there! I'll talk to you when I'm ready." Sweetwater was not slow in obeying this command. Business was booming with him. Besides, the name of Frederick acted like a charm upon him. There seemed to be so many Fredericks in the world, and one of them lay in such a curious way near his heart. Meanwhile the captain reseated himself, but more carefully.
Library of Legend and Chivalry. And richly illustrated by FREDERICKS, BENSELL, and KAPPES. Four volumes, cloth, uniform binding. Price per set $7.00. Sold separately. Price per volume $2.00. "Amid all the strange and fanciful scenery of these stories, character and the ideals of character remain at the simplest and the purest.
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