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John, for no apparent reason, smiled frankly at this. "Not in the least," he said. "They are waiting dinner till the prodigals' return. My mother has had hers sent up to her, but Gail and your friend Tiddy are kindly keeping the rest of it hot." It is a quicker journey in a car than when you stroll leisurely along, discussing light opera and your disposition.
"But he says he isn't one." "I should say it sounded like a plain robber story," said Faith bitterly, while Gail sat white-faced and silent with despair. "What did you give him that money for! It's the last we will ever see of it. You are worse than Jack and the Bean-Stalk. You haven't even a handful of bean blossoms to show."
"You're a darling," said Phyllis irrelevantly. "I see you've been working virtuously hard," put in Gail pleasantly, sauntering up. "Now, I gave up being noble-hearted to the uninteresting some time ago. There's very little in it. I collected a suitor or so early in the evening, and we've been telling each other what we really thought of all the worst guests, in the little room off.
"Father Josef must have waited a long time up at the church door for his messenger to come back and bring him word from me." Beverly frankly told him the truth, as from childhood we had learned was the easiest way out of trouble. Jondo's smile came back to his eyes, but his lips did not smile as he said: "Gail, you can explain things to Bev.
What keeps this Ramero in Santa Fé, if he is there?" "I keep him there. It's safer to know just where a man like that is. So I put a ring around the town and left him inside of it." Jondo paused and turned toward me. "Yonder comes Banney to go on guard now. Gail, I'll tell you all about it some day. I couldn't on a night like this." The deep voice sent a shiver through me.
While Gail introduced her cousin a little more thoroughly, Joy gave her a furtive, but still more thorough, inspection. She seemed twenty-five or six. She was very slim, with lines like a boy more than a girl; sallow, with large, steady blue-gray eyes and heavy lashes, and lips that were so full that they were sullen-looking when her face was still.
The girl listened to my stumbling words with eyes full of laughter. "Don't call me Miss St. Vrain, please. Let me be Eloise, and I can call you Gail. Even with your height and your broad shoulders you haven't changed much. And in all these years I was always thinking of you growing up just as you are. Let's sit down and get acquainted again." She offered me her hand and we sat down together.
Having, therefore, his time on his hands, he accepted the invitation of the parents of his three boy friends, Tom Tressilis, Gerald Summers, and Reuben Gail. He was most warmly welcomed, for both Tom and Gerald declared that they owed their lives to him.
I forgot to ask you about these things before we said we'd come." "Peace!" reproved Gail in an undertone, trying to check the flow of questions and information pouring so rapidly from the lively tongue. "Don't talk all the time. Give grandpa a chance to say a few words." "Yes, I will," responded the child with angelic sweetness, in such loud tones that she could be heard all over the car.
So again they fell to work making the snow fly briskly, and in a short time had cleared steps and walks, but apparently no one was yet stirring within doors. "Guess they are still in bed," suggested Allee. "We will have to come back later." "If we are going to have chicken for dinner we ought to get it as soon as possible, so's Gail can fix it, 'cause it takes hours to cook.
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