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"Are yuh tryin' to mind my business?" he leered. "When I mind somebody else's business," said the young stranger softly, "that somebody else isn't usually in business any moah." Garvey caught the other's gaze and seemed to find something dangerous there, for he drew back a step, content with muttering oaths under his breath. "What's the trouble?" the stranger asked Robbins quietly.
"What shall I do? What can I do? What will I do?" that was her last cry as the day ended. And it was her first cry as her weary brain awakened for the new day. At the end of the week came the regular check with a note from Garvey less machine-like, more human.
The way of it was, Judge Garvey told us only Tuesday that the teacher we'd got first-rate certificates had backed out; and we couldn't put off beginning school any longer, nor hear of any teacher to be had; so when he produced this man, we had really no choice. I suppose I needn't ask where he got his certificates." "No Garvey's solid with this county board and superintendent."
However, Judge Garvey certainly was more civil to Strong than Strong was to him. Nor did Uncle Billy Green own and conduct this house in a purely business spirit; a more modest one would have been more profitable; he liked to "do that much for the town."
Garvey tried to establish a worldwide movement with its base in Jamaica, but a power fight for control with the New York leadership developed. The outbreak of the Second World War further diminished the influence of his organization. Garvey died in London in June, 1940.
And she busied herself about the details of the landing and the customs, waving aside Garvey and his eager urgings that she sit quietly and leave everything to him. In the carriage, on the way to the hotel, she roused herself from her apparently tranquil reverie and broke the strained silence by saying: "How much shall I have?"
"Was that whistle intended for me, sir?" demanded the Colonel, tragically. "Certainly not," answered Wallace. "I was directing my whistle, which is not a good one, and certainly impolite in company at the cornice. The cornice is a handsome one, you will notice, Colonel, and I think by Garvey. Those festoons of roses " "Mr.
"Surely yuh'll go!" he pleaded. "Yuh yuh've got to! My father's in the coach!" Garvey spoke up, smiling behind his mustache. "What could we do against sixty Apaches?" he demanded. "Besides, the men in the stage are dead ones by this time. We couldn't do any good." Robbins' face went white. With clenched fists, he advanced toward Garvey. "Yo're cowards, that's all!" he cried. "Cowards!
And Miss Kelly and Miss Garvey put their heads down on their desks, and laughed until they cried. Susan, looking up to laugh too, felt a thrill weaken her whole body, and her spine grow cold. Peter Coleman, in his gloves and big overcoat, with his hat on the back of his head, was in Mr.
"Do do you suppose I could do that, too?" he asks. "Why not?" says I. "You don't stand to lose anything, do you, even if they do chatter? If I was you I'd act natural and tell 'em to go hang." "You would?" says he, still starin'. "To the limit," says I. "What's the fun of livin' if you can't?" "Say, young man," says Garvey, slappin' his knee. "That listens sensible to me. Blamed if I don't.
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