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Frye's holdings now showed a net loss of eight thousand dollars, and he kicked the office boy out, locked the door in Pemberton Square, and from ten till three watched the quotations in State Street until wheat fell to ninety, and then he began to look around to raise more money. He had now put up over sixteen thousand dollars, and wheat was still falling.
Silas laughed contemptuously when he heard how his old friend was employed. "Poor fellow," he said, "what a pity he didn't come up here, and make something out of himself, instead of starving down there on little or nothing," and he mused on how much better his fate had been. The season ended. After a brief period of rest, the rehearsals for Frye's opera were begun.
"No, sir; I knew I shouldn't have time for it during my one hour, and then, you had given me a lot of work to do that day." A shade of annoyance came over Frye's face. It's business. His father is my most valued client, and the more intimate you become with his son the sooner you will have an acquaintance that will be of value to you."
But there is a Nemesis that follows evil-doers in this world, ready to strike with an invisible hand all who are lost to the sense of right and justice. In Frye's case the avenging goddess lurked in his inordinate belief in his own shrewdness, coupled with a fatuous love of speculation.
Jeminy. "I don't know what got into me," she said. "I don't know what you'll think." "I think," declared Mr. Jeminy, looking up at the sky, "I think why, I think this wet weather will pass, Anna Barly. Yes, to-morrow will be cold and clear." Anna did not answer him. She was tired; she had played, she had cried, now she wanted to rest. In Frye's General Store, Mr. Frye and Mr.
When she was gone, Mr. Frye gave his son a keen glance. In it was both curiosity and malice. But Thomas turned away. It seemed to him that women must have been easier to understand when his father was young. For no one could understand them now. While the storekeeper's back was turned, Mr. Crabbe rearranged the checkerboard. He took up two of Mr. Frye's men and put them in his pocket.
We might issue a writ of replevin and search Frye's office, but then we are not sure of finding them. They are so valuable in the case that you may be sure Frye has them safe in hiding and will deny possession. Even if we find who employ him and lay the matter before them, he will declare us impostors and block us at once. As I said, we are helpless until we get possession of those proofs."
Seventy-one, one, one! It was the last he heard, and then he sank forward on his desk in a drunken stupor. At this moment Uncle Terry, with Frye's letter in his pocket, and righteous wrath in his heart, was speeding toward Boston as fast as steam could carry him. The clear incisive strokes of an adjacent clock proclaiming midnight awoke Frye.
Little said they were eighty miles from us; and grand old Rattlesnake, to the northeast, in its immense jacket of green oak, looked more inviting than I had ever seen it; while Frye's Island, with its close growth of great trees, growing to the very edge of the water, looked like a monstrous green raft, floating to the southeastward. Whichever way the eye turned, something charming appeared. Mr.
Cold beads of sweat gathered on Frye's forehead. One cent more and he was ruined! Again the ticker buzzed like a mad hornet, and again the devil's teeth snapped.
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