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"Could I have a few minutes talk with Judge Gaylor now?" he asked. "Not as anybody's counsel," he explained; "just as an old enemy of his?" "Well, not here," protested the old man querulously. "I'm I'm expecting some friends here. Judge, take Mr. Winthrop to the drawing room downstairs." He turned to Garrett, who had appeared in answer to his summons, and told him to bring Dr.
If there ain't that bandy-legged, crop-eared, broken-nosed auto Sealman came to offer Mrs. Gaylor last winter, and wanted to palm off on me!" he grumbled to himself. "How in creation did that maverick get hold of Mrs. May? Bet there've been bribes flyin' around somewhere."
Harland so often about writing to Mrs. Gaylor, that at last the letter had been sent. The lady who was supposed to have a claim upon Nick Hilliard was asked to visit Rushing River Camp, as Falconer's place was called; and a telegram had been dispatched by Falconer himself to Hilliard at the St. Francis Hotel in San Francisco, whither he was bound. If they all came yes, Theo would have her fun.
"You're sure handsome enough for anything, Mrs. Gaylor. But I've always thought of angels lily white, with moonlight hair and starry eyes." "You're quite poetical!" retorted Carmen, piqued. "But other men have told me my eyes are stars." He looked straight into them, and at the hot pomegranate colour which blazed up in her olive cheeks, like a reflection of the sunset.
The name of Gaylor was well known in California; and here at Wawona far from the Gaylor ranch as it was those with whom she spoke were aware of her importance. Carmen had no fear that she would be gossiped about and misunderstood. She was Mrs. Eldridge Gaylor, the rich widow of old Grizzly Gaylor.
"It is time you moved, Stephen," urged his friend and lawyer, Judge Henry Gaylor. "I can get you twice as much for this lot as you paid for both it and the house." But Mr. Hallowell always shook his head. "Where would I go, Henry?" he would ask. "What would I do with the money? No, I will live in this house until I am carried out of it."
"I had no intention of being insolent," he said. "We have the facts I only came to give you a chance to explain them." Gaylor lost all patience. "What facts?" he shouted. "What facts? That mediums come here?" "Yes," said Lee. "When?" Gaylor cried. "Tell me that! When?" Lee regarded the older man thoughtfully. "Well, today is Thursday," he said.
One hand he held up for silence; with the other he pointed at the folding doors. "Hush!" he warned them. "He's in there! He says he's come to call on Vera. She says he's come professionally, and I must bring him in here. I've shut the door into the parlor, and you can slip upstairs without his seeing you." "Upstairs!" gasped Rainey, "not for me!" He appealed to Gaylor in accents of real alarm.
Rainey," he added, "would not permit it, sir." Gaylor stamped his foot with impatience. "Do you admit any one," he demanded, "without Dr. Rainey's permission?" "No, sir!" The reply could not have rung with greater emphasis. Triumphantly, Gaylor, with a wave of the hand, as though saying, "Take the witness," turned to Lee. "There you are," he cried. "Now, are you satisfied?"
It was from Max Wisler, the San Francisco detective, and it said laconically, "Don't let A. M. visit C. G." As Nick read, the blood rushed to his forehead, and he sprang to his feet, knocking over the chair in which he had been sitting. Max Wisler had not been told by him that Mrs. May was to visit Mrs. Gaylor; but that must be what he meant.
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