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"Only two." "And they are?" "Chester Lawrence." "Well, mine is Lucy May Strong and now, goodnight." He took her arm and helped her down the steps, gently, for she seemed such a frail being, one who needed just such stout arms as Chester's to lean upon. He risked the danger of meeting the father by helping her down the second flight of steps to the state-room deck. "Good night, Lucy."
Goodnight, "but we only do so because Waterville is such a small place. Even then we are not sure that it is not an indiscretion, to call it by a mild name, and if anything should come of it you would have to bear the full responsibility, Mr. Grayson."
I just say, 'You look some like a loose shutter, but mebbe you can fair bang the house down, if you rilly get to blowin'. It was that way with Eb Goodnight. "I donno how it is other places.
The candidate seemed to be in a light and joyous humor, and he lifted his hand in a gesture that was a dismissal of care. "Remember our coming conference to-night, Mr. Goodnight," he said. "We will discuss everything then." He smiled as he spoke, and walked on, but Mr.
What a charm there was in that girl! how we all loved her! But she was too beautiful and good for us, too good to live!" "None of us are too good," said Mrs. Avenel, with great austerity, "and I beg you will not talk in that way. Goodnight, I must get your poor father to bed." When Leonard opened his eyes the next morning, they rested on the face of Mrs. Avenel, which was bending over his pillow.
Nott insisted on accompanying him to his room, and without heeding Renshaw's cold "Goodnight," entered and closed the door behind him. "P'raps," said Mr. Nott with a troubled air, "you disremember that when you first kem here you asked me if you could hev that 'er loft that the Frenchman had downstairs." "No, I don't remember it," said Renshaw almost rudely.
I should almost wish myself shut in again by the tall red mesas; but maybe, after all, the prairies are best for me. I am glad I have known you. Good night." "Goodnight," I said, and turned away. And that was all. The last light of day had gone from the sky, and the stars overhead were hidden by the thick leafage of the Burlingame elms.
Well, his wound opened an' he had a hemorrhage, an' now he's planted out in the back lot.... But I'm goin'. Goodnight." The orderly bustled to the end of the ward and disappeared.
"I can restore your property to you. I cannot change the past. You have all the future in which to use it better than my father did, or I might have done. Goodnight." He turned away and passed slowly down the rotunda stairs. When he was gone Victor Burleigh turned to the open window of the dome.
The silent members of the committee, who were sitting, stirred in their chairs, and their clothes rustled importantly. They felt that equivocation and indirection were thrust aside, and the law was now being laid down. "Then I am to understand that silence on this question is a requisite," said Mr. Grayson, mildly. "Undoubtedly," replied Mr. Goodnight, with growing emphasis.
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