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"The boy will stay with me," said the owner of the phaeton quietly, and they were accordingly shown into that solemn sanctum, the Board Room. It was a cheerful room with flowers in the window and a long green-covered table with comfortable chairs on each side, but it struck a cold note of discomfort in Jim's heart. Jim had said tearfully he would rather go back to London and Mrs.

There was a bright carpet on the floor, a green-covered table between the windows, with books and papers scattered about on it in the way which betokens use and familiarity instead of show. The round table was set for three, and ever and anon a dear little old woman bustled in from the bit of a kitchen and added another touch to the arrangements for dinner.

Peter laid the Collection of Poetic Gems on the table, and blinked at Emma Campbell. Then, because he was only a boy, and because nothing so pleasant as this had happened to him for a long, long time not since his mother died he put his head down on the green-covered book and cried as only a boy can cry when he lets go. Emma Campbell seemed to grow about nine feet tall.

Morris opened the green-covered periodical and displayed a full-page "ad." "Sure, I know, Mawruss," Abe commented. "He was always a big faker, that feller.

He was introduced into the Council Chamber, as the place is called where the magistrates hold their sittings, and which was then at a little distance from the prison. One or two of the senators of the city were present, and seemed about to engage in the examination of an individual who was brought forward to the foot of the long green-covered table round which the council usually assembled.

His toilet over, he put on his best hat with a flourish, and set out. Louise stayed at home all the morning, waiting for his return. And at last she heard him on the stairs. "Puh!" he said, and stood still in the middle of the room. "Well? Did you get it?" He laughed, wiped his forehead, and drew a green-covered book from his coat-pocket.

"It is the capture of a wild bird in a garden in a cultivated garden where there are no nests, no coverts for the secret invaders. I dream that I pursue the bird from flower-bed to flower-bed, from bush to bush, along paths and the green-covered walls; and I am not alone in my chase, for there are others pursuing. It is a bitter struggle to win the wild thing. And why?

"Shoulder arms!" "Rest arms!" The seven military judges of the Council of War advanced solemnly, in single file. They were in full dress uniform sabres, epaulettes, regulation plumes on helmets and caps. With all due ceremony they took their respective places at a long green-covered table. This opened at one o'clock, on the afternoon of the twenty-eighth of December.

With a nod acknowledging the courtesy, Lanyard consented to precede him, and entered a room of intimate proportions, furnished chiefly with a green-covered card-table and five easy-chairs, of which three were occupied two by men in evening dress, the third by one in a well-tailored lounge suit of dark grey. Now all three men wore visors of black velvet.

He drew a green-covered script from his pocket and handed it with an air to the pallid assistant stage-director. Then, more gracefully than ever Freddie Rooke had managed to move downstage under the tuition of Johnson Miller, he moved upstage to the exit. "I trust that you will be able to find someone who will play the part according to your ideas!"