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She shot one swift glance at Prescott and then ignored him. Talbot, Prescott and all the soldiers took off their caps and bowed, a courtesy which the haughty old maid ignored without rising. "Miss Grayson," said Talbot humbly, "we have come to search your house." "To search it for what?" she asked icily. "A Northern spy." "A fine duty for a Southern gentleman," she said. Talbot flushed red.
Barbara, spurred by curiosity, accompanied her father. "You heard what Benito says?" asked Grayson, turning toward his employer. The latter nodded. All eyes were upon Bridge. "Well," snapped Grayson, "what you gotta say fer yourself? I ben suspectin' you right along. I knew derned well that that there Brazos pony never run off by hisself.
"Yet he's like my father, he is, he is," he kept repeating to himself as the cab sped on. "I'll find out what it is when I know him better. To-night when Mr. Grayson comes I'll study it out," and a joyous smile flashed across his features as he thought of the treat in store for him.
He caught sight of Louise, and approached her with outstretched hand, and Grayson gave up his chair to the actor. Godolphin was very cordial, deferentially cordial, with a delicate vein of reminiscent comradery running through his manner.
Wilder returned the grave bow of Mrs Wyllys with one quite as formal as her own; though he bent with greater grace, and with more cordiality, to the deep but hurried curtesy of Gertrude Grayson.
"I'm a little out of form, I guess. This arm I strained it last spring seems to have gone lame all of a sudden." "Would you like to get in a canoe with some of the girls?" asked Dr. Grayson solicitously. "I would not," replied Monty somewhat peevishly. "Please let me alone, Uncle, I'll be all right in a minute. Don't any of you bother about me, I'll follow you at my leisure.
"Good-day," rejoined the Secretary, and Prescott politely added his own. Miss Grayson, without another word, gathered up her bundles and left. "Slumbering fire," said the Secretary, looking after her. "Is she to be blamed for it?" said Prescott. "Did my tone imply criticism?" the Secretary asked, looking at Prescott.
"Of the New York Gazette," she said again, with what Harley considered unnecessary repetition and emphasis, and he had a new count against her. Mr. and Mrs. Grayson received him with courtesy, even with warmth, and Harley saw that he had made new progress in their esteem.
I don't want to miss any of it." "I half agree with you," said Harley, smiling, "and I know that it would be a great deal nicer for the rest of us if you and Mrs. Grayson could go along." He paused, and he had a sudden bold thought. "If anything specially interesting happens that the newspapers don't tell about, will you let me write you an account of it?" he asked.
A man was just stepping from an automobile to the sidewalk. For an instant; in that unusual environment, I could not place him, then I stepped up quickly and said: "Well, well, Friend Vedder." He looked around with astonishment at the man in the shabby clothes but it was only for an instant. "David Grayson!" he exclaimed, "and how did YOU get into the city?" "Walked," I said.
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