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A man always likes to be regarded as an authority in financial matters, and the colonel stroked his goatee wisely before replying: "U-h-m-m, let me see I don't exactly know. Bob and I were talking about it the other day after I bought John's share in College Heights last year, to be exact.
Did I understand you to say, there was a squatter on the land?" "There was one so the agent has told me; but whether he be still squatted there, the official could not say." "Rather awkward, if he be," rejoined my friend, in a sort of musing soliloquy; while, with his eyes fixed upon the ground, he kept pulling his "goatee" to its full length. "In what way awkward?" I asked in some surprise.
"What's the matter, Clarence?" asked the Colonel, with the mild unconcern which deceived so many of the undiscerning. "This person, sir, refused to do a favor for your daughter. She told him, and I told him, to notify Mr. Hood that Miss Carvel was here, and he refused." Mr. Hopper continued his occupation, which was absorbing. But he was listening. Colonel Carvel pulled his goatee, and smiled.
He had hardly pronounced Maurice Roger's name when a voice like a cannon bellowed out, "Now then! the yellow parlor!" and he was conducted into a room where a dazzling table was laid by a young man, with a Yankee goatee and whiskers, and the agility of a prestidigitateur. This frisky person relieved Amedee at once of his hat and coat, and left him alone in the room, radiant with lighted candles.
Still, for the moment all was well, and the lovers had a few halcyon days of peace and happiness. Then came a bolt from the blue in the person of Captain Hervey, who called a fortnight after the funeral to see the Professor. The skipper was a tall, slim man, lean as a fasting friar, and hard as nails, with closely clipped red hair, mustache of the same aggressive hue, and an American goatee.
He was tall, seventy-five years of age, slender and erect, had iron-gray hair and a mustache and pointed goatee of the same shade. He was hanging his hat on the carved mahogany rack in the hall when Jincy, a young colored maid, came from the main drawing-room on the right. She had a feather duster in her hand and wore a turban- like head-cloth, a neat black dress, and a clean white apron.
"Mabbe," murmured Larry the Bat, "youse'd know him better when he ain't dolled up." He swept the glasses from Virat's nose, and wrenched away the black moustache and goatee. "Kenleigh!" gasped Meighan. "Mabbe," said Larry the Bat, with a twisted grin, "dere's somethin' he may have fergotten ter wise youse up on, but he didn't mean ter hide nothin' in his confession did youse, Frenchy?
His air of marginality, heightened by a grey moustache and goatee a la Napoleon Third, vanished instantly; he became hospitable, ingratiating. "Why why certainly, you were down heah with Mr. Fowndes two years ago." The Colonel spoke with a slight Southern accent. "To be sure, sir. I've had the honour of meeting your father. Mr. Norris, of North Haven, meet Mr.
"Go in, Cameron," said Constable Scott. "I'll take care of 'em all right," he added, drawing his gun. "No," said Cameron, still with his hand on goatee Bill's collar. "I'll see them safe first," saying which he swayed drunkenly about and, but for Bill's support, would have fallen. "Go on!" said Bill good-naturedly. "Don't mind me. I'm good now."
And why should he be trudging, with his shining, martial, humorous, broad face, among those warriors of a previous and alien generation? I say I dragged him forth, and held him till the last hickory leg and waving goatee had stumbled past.
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