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Furniss and his patients want room and air. Stand back!" "It's Reade!" yelled a dozen men in delight. "Well, what of it?" asked Tom coolly, as he followed Furniss. "Was there anyone here who expected that I'd be lost?" "Hurrah! Where's Hazelton?" "Who wants me?" demanded the other unrecognizable, smoke-blackened figure. "They're both safe!" "Oh cut it out," begged Tom good-humoredly.
She paused again, trembling and agitated, for Miss Danton had uttered a sharp, involuntary exclamation. "Go on! Go on!" she said breathlessly. "This Furniss hated my cousin, for he was his successful rival with Helen Hamilton, and took his revenge in the cruelest and basest manner.
The following day, as he was about to leave the shop at the close of his work, Jack was accosted by Furniss, who asked him to assist him a moment at the big hammer. Jack started at once to his help, noticing that the building was completely deserted at the time, except for the second boss and himself; even Henshaw, who generally stayed until after the workmen had left, was gone.
"The same." "I see him every morning," laughed Tom. "Really, I can't help seeing him, for the man puts himself in my way daily to say good morning. And as yet I haven't learned his name." "His name is Tim Griggs," replied Dr. Furniss. "He's a fine fellow, too, in his rough, manly way. He's wonderfully grateful to you, Reade. Do you know why?" "Haven't an idea."
Surely, this disloyalty to what in our inmost souls we believe to be the truth is disloyalty to the Spirit of Truth. Spurgeon's words are horrible enough; but they are far exceeded by others. Take the case of the Rev. J. Furniss, in a book of his on the "Sight of Hell." This author would be fiendish, if he were not silly.
But he could only learn from him that Vincent had been unaccompanied when he went out in the boat either by young Furniss or by any of the plantation hands; that he had taken with him only his own slave, and had come and gone as he chose, taking out and fastening up the boat himself, so that no one could say when he had gone out, except that his horse was put up at the stables.
But the stick or so put in the paper about my passing through Leavenworth pleases me. General Fred Furniss is stationed at Fort Leavenworth. I must visit him. General Furniss walked in rapidly as if executing a military manoevour, both hands held forth in welcome. He was "Napoleonic" in size, and, also like Napoleon, he carried too much belly in front of him.
"Doc, I'm looking for the place where the ice cream flows," Reade hinted. "Can I tempt you?" "Without half trying," laughed Dr. Furniss the young physician who had gone out to camp to attend the Man-killer victim. As they were seated together over their ice cream, Dr. Furniss inquired: "By the way, do you ever see my one-time patient nowadays?" "The fellow we exhumed from the Man-killer?"
There was one brave act Rose longed to accomplish, but just then the chances for its undertaking seemed remote. "Our folks better watch out," cautioned Mary Furniss, "I'm to learn bed-making, and I have to leave home at six-thirty. That means an early dumping for sister Jane, who goes to English School.
My negro, who had released me, was certainly not my betrayer; the other officer could certainly have had no possible motive for betraying me. There remains, therefore, only your son, whose hostility to me was notorious, and who had expressed himself with bitterness against me on many occasions, and among others in the hearing of my friend Mr. Furniss here.
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