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Gaylord, with one of his customary and forceful exclamations. "What'd you come down for?" "I've been asking myself that question ever since I came, Mr. Gaylord," said Austen, "and I haven't yet arrived at any conclusion." Young Tom looked at his friend and laughed, and Mr. Gaylord, who at first gave every indication of being about to explode with anger, suddenly emitted a dry cackle.
Vane commits," she said, "and yet he seems exceptionally good-natured and mild-mannered." "That's straight he kicked him downstairs. Served Tooting right, too." "There does seem to have been an element of justice in it," Victoria remarked. "You haven't seen Austen since he left his father?" Mr. Gaylord inquired. "Left him! Where has he gone?" "Gone up to live with Jabe Jenney.
"Yes, it's me," said Euphrasia; "I've been to market, and I had a notion to see you before I went home." Mr. Gaylord took the office-boy lightly by the collar of his coat and lifted him, sprinkling can and all, out of the doorway and closed the door. Then he drew his revolving chair close to Euphrasia, and sat down.
Hathaway, will move my admission to this bar." The attorney to whom the Squire had first introduced himself promptly complied: "Your honor, I move the admission of Mr. F. J. Gaylord, of Equity, Equity County, Maine, to practise at this bar." The judge bowed to the Squire, and directed the clerk to administer the usual oath. "I have entered your name for the defence, Mr. Gaylord.
She felt that she could not better herself if he continued to do as well as he had the last few months, and that she would continue to do her share of hill-climbing indefinitely. In other words, having won Gaylord in the remnant department, Trudy decided to keep him and make him answer the purpose of paying her board bill. Besides, though she admitted it only to Mary, she felt anything but well.
"Come in," said Fillmore Flagg, "I was just thinking of you. I have made up my mind to go to Washington to-morrow for the purpose of answering that advertisement. How much longer do you propose to remain here?" "Not more than two weeks," replied George Gaylord. "I understand Miss Fenwick and Mrs. Bainbridge are going away to-morrow.
Old Tom, hobbling along under the maples, squinted at Austen and held up his stick. "Damn you, you're a lawyer, ain't you?" cried the old man. Austen, well used to this kind of greeting from Mr. Gaylord, replied that he didn't think himself much of one. "Damn it, I say you are. Some day I may have use for you," said old Tom, and walked on.
One aspect of him she had shared with her mother, that he was a tower of defence and strength, and that his name alone had often been sufficient to get difficult things done. Was he right in this? And were his opponents charlatans, or dupes, or idealists who could never be effective? Mr. Crewe wanted an office; Tom Gaylord had a suit against the road, and Austen Vane was going to bring that suit!
"Ah, ha!" he said, after a while. "Who gave you this ring, Miss Gaylord?" "Father, Christmas before last," she promptly answered, without moving. "I'm glad you asked," she murmured, in a lower voice, full of pride in the maiden love she could give him. "There's never been any one but you, or the thought of any one." She suddenly started away. "Now, let's play we're getting dinner."
"Never mind that," he said, "and follow 'em up and get 'em pledged if you can." Get 'em pledged! Pledged to what? Mr. Tooting evidently knew, for he wasted no precious moments in asking questions. There is no time at this place to go into the feelings of Mr. Tom Gaylord the younger when he learned that his bill had passed the House. He, too, meeting Mr.
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