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"Now this family of yours," he went on discursively "don't you notice about them and in them and behind them something tremendously unifying and propelling that is lacking in our American home?" "I certainly do," responded Gard. "I can't make it out their dynamic, conscientious industry. What is it for? It's not with the idea of making money like Americans, eager to accumulate the dollars.
Mrs. Hamon had been too overwhelmed by the unexpected blow to consider all its bearings. Grannie, looking beyond, had foreseen consequences and trouble with Tom, and had sent for Stephen Gard and given him some elementary instruction relative to the laws of succession in Sark. Tom stalked in upon them with malevolent triumph.
"No," said Gard. "Teddy Mahr's mother died. His wife is living, and is in that next room." "What's the meaning of this?" Field demanded. "A pretty plain meaning," Gard rejoined. "The woman escaped from the asylum where she was confined. According to her own story, she had kept track of her husband from the newspapers.
"Good God!" cried the Doctor, craning over the eastern bank of the cutting, but fearful of firing into the turmoil lest he should hit Gard, so dropped himself bodily over on to the path. Then the Sénéchal's Sark eyes saw the great white head, with its flying veil of hair, as it towered up for another vicious jab at the fallen man, and he emptied both barrels of his gun into it.
Only the best in Germany is diligently kept before our people. The worst is never known as you and I are learning to know it over here." "So you think," said Gard companionably, "that the Kaiser will set his fiery ball rolling this spring." "I put the date at March first." The old man's hands trembled as he relighted his cigar stub. His voice almost broke.
I was thinking what precautions had best be taken at Mrs. Marteen's home. I'll plan that you do the rest. Good-by." Brencherly sidled to the door, bowed and disappeared. The telephone bell on the table rang sharply. Gard took down the receiver absently, but the voice that trembled over the wire startled him like an electric shock.
The Pont du Gard is one of the three or four deepest impressions they have left; it speaks of them in a manner with which they might have been satisfied.... On my way back to the little inn where I had left my vehicle, I passed the Pont du Gard, and took another look at it.
And feelings such as that inevitably try to disprove themselves by noisy self-assertion. Accordingly Tom after various jocular remarks in patois to Peter, who would have laughed at them had he dared, but, knowing Nance's feelings towards her brother was not sure how she would take it loudly and provocatively to Gard "Expect to make them mines pay, monsieur?" "Well, I hope so.
If, in passing, America and Americans were referred to in the family, and this was rare, Elsa, Gard noticed, kept silent. Yet she could be very wrought up about other Europeans. This nursed his fancies. He interpreted it in terms of promise. Elsa, he decided, was a good girl in a hedge-hog environment of unbelievable traits, of warring contrasts.
Card's smile was enigmatical; his eyes were sad. His imagination pictured to him Mrs. Marteen as she had sat before him in her self-contained stateliness and announced with indifferent calm that the Vandyke had been but a ruse to gain his private ear. Gard rose, approached the picture, and for an instant laid his fingers upon its darkened frame.
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