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You are showing a deal of self-denial." "I am happy enough," I answered, surprised. "I hear you have a rival," says she. "I know I have a dozen," I answered. "I saw Percy Singleton walking with her in Mr. Galloway's fields but yesterday," said Dolly, "and as they came out upon the road they looked as guilty as if I had surprised them arm in arm."
Here is its story: Loper Plans to Explore the Canyon. For ten years after Galloway's first trip was made, no one was found venturesome enough to risk the dangers of the Canyon journey until the man who built the Utah and his two companions resolved to "dare and do."
For its own sake, Roland was hurrying to get to it, as well as that it might be convenient to do so. "Look here," said he to himself, as he tore along, "even if Carrick were to set me all clear and straight and I dare say he might, if I told him the bother I am in where would be the good? It would not forward me. I wouldn't stop at Galloway's another month to be made into a royal duke.
Galloway's invariable custom to seal letters which contained money, after they had been gummed down. "It is doubly safe," he would say. "Ay, to be sure," replied Mr. Galloway. "I went off in a hurry, and did not do it. Bring me the wax." Arthur handed him the wax and a light. Mr. Galloway sealed the letter, stamping it with the seal hanging to his watch-chain.
"Off where, sir?" returned Jenkins, who could not have looked more bewildered had he been suddenly aroused from sleep. "To Port Natal. I am sick and tired of everything here, so I'm off at last." Jenkins was struck dumb. Of course, the first thought that passed through his mind was Mr. Galloway's discomfiture, unless he was prepared for it.
Some of them work hard enough to get it: almost as hard as I do at Galloway's; and they have a right to their own. In three months' time after landing, I shall be able to do the thing liberally. I'll make up my mind from to-night, and go: I know it will be all for the best. Besides, there's the other thing." What the "other thing" might mean, Mr. Roland did not state more explicitly.
"I am uncharitable, I suppose," remarked Hamish. "I cannot like Mr. Galloway's treatment of Arthur." "But what is it you say about Roland Yorke and Port Natal?" interposed Mrs. Channing. "I do not understand." "Roland is really gone, mother. He has been in London these ten days, and it is expected that every post will bring news that he has sailed.
And a hundred times he looked up at them with eyes which were at once impatient and stern; he began to grow angry with Galloway for so long postponing the final issue. For, though he did not go near the cliff caves, he knew that the rifles still lay there awaiting Jim Galloway's readiness. A man named Bucky Walsh was prospecting for gold upon the slopes of Mt.
Is it that unpleasant affair at Mr. Galloway's?" He turned from her. He laid his face upon the table and groaned in anguish. "Be still, Constance! You can do no good." "But what is it?" uttered Constance in alarm. "You surely do not fear that suspicion should be cast on you, or on Hamish although, as it appears, you and he were alone in the office with the letter?"
"Yes, if it had occurred that way; but who believes it did, except a few pates with shallow brains?" retorted Roland. "The note is burning a hole in the pocket of some poor, ill-paid wight of a letter-carrier; that's where the note is. I beg your pardon, Mr. Channing, but it's of no use to interrupt me with arguments about old Galloway's seal. They go in at one ear and out at the other.
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