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Dazed as were his senses, half locked up with terror and confounded with dreadful imaginings, Mr. Brentshaw yet could but perceive, or think he perceived, in this unearthly shape a strange similitude to the mortal part of the late Milton Gilson, as that person had looked when taken from The Tree five years before.
All real-estate deeds include a patent on the View, and every native son has it as his soundest belief that no one in Tacoma gets a View of Mount Rainier. Mrs. Gilson informed Claire that they had the finest View in Seattle. Below Claire was the harbor, with docks thrust far out into the water, and steamers alive with smoke. Mrs.
Into the room vaulted a medium-sized, medium-looking, amiable man, Eugene Gilson, babbling, "Oh, I say, so sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Daggett. Rotten shame, do come have a bun or something, frightfully informal these bruncheons, play auction?" "Zallright no," said Milt.
That was an unshaken belief in the entire blamelessness of the dead Gilson. Jo. It seemed to him the one great central and basic truth of life the sole serene verity in a world of lies.
"We'll have him for everything from nine-course dinners with Grandmother Eaton's napkins on view, to milk and cold ham out of the ice-box. When Claire doesn't invite him, I will!" Milt had become used to the Gilson drawing-room.
The wagon-master was under the orders of the commander of the troops which escorted the caravan, the camps were formed with regard to strategic principles, sentries walked their beats and were visited by an officer of the day, as if stationed at a military post. Unquestionably the most expert packer I have known is Chris. Gilson, of Kansas.
Others said, however, that, though there was good Reason to think it was a Damon, yet he did come with Intent to bite the Heel of that faithful Servant, etc. One Gilson is said to have died of the bite of a rattlesnake in this town early in the present century.
Gilson snapped, "Aunt Hatty, please don't be vulgar." "Me?" croaked the little old lady. She puffed at her pipe, and dropped her elbows on her knees. "My, ain't it hard to please some folks." "Cousin Hatty, I want Milt to know about our families. I love the dear old stories," Claire begged prettily. Mrs. Gilson snarled. "Claire, really "
Milt might have gone on ... if he had, Mr. and Mrs. Gilson would have gone away, much displeased. But Bill arrived, with some of the worst tea in the world, and four cups tastefully done in cupids' heads and much gilt.
Oh, let's hang all spinsters who are brightly reproving," Claire was silently raging. "And particularly and earnestly confound all nicety and discretion of living." She tried to break the spell of the Gilsons' fussing. She false-heartedly fawned upon Mr. Gilson, and inquired: "Is there anything very exciting going on at the mills, Gene?" "Exciting?" asked Mr. Gilson incredulously.
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