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At just that moment a messenger boy came along the aisle. He had come from outside, and was looking for some one. "Who is it? What do you want?" asked Mr. Gunning, going forward. "Miss Faith Marvin," said the boy, loudly. "I have a package for her." Faith looked up in surprise, as she heard the words. She signed the boy's ticket automatically, and accepted the package.
The sound is filled with sandy shoals, with here and there spots of mud. The shells of the defunct oysters are everywhere found mixed with the debris of the bottom of the sound. This is a favorite locality with northern sportsmen. The best "gunning points," as is the case in Chesapeake Bay, are owned by private parties, and cannot be used by the public.
Rupert Gunning approached Fanny with an open note in his hand. "I've had this from your aunt," he said, handing it to her; it was decorated with sooty thumb marks, to which Fanny's black claw contributed a fresh batch as she took it, but she read it without a smile.
"I'd sooner sweep a crossing " Mrs Gunning smiled contemptuous. "Not you! You came pretty near it in Britain Street, and 'tis known how you relished it. Beggars, my dear, can't be choosers. The Duchess of Hamilton may have as much delicacy as she pleases. Miss Elizabeth Gunning can't afford it. There's no more to be said." Yet Elizabeth said it furiously, and in vain.
Theatrical celebrities were often pictured; thus the theatrical amateur would buy his watch paper representing the celebrated Miss Gunning, or possibly Mr. Garrick. The pictures were really gems, too, for great artists such as Angelica Kaufmann, Cipriani, and Bartolozzi did not disdain to engrave watch papers. Old Almanacs.
Permit the Duchess and myself to wish you farewell and good night or rather good morning." He led Elizabeth to the door, which Armitage held open. It closed behind them, and their steps were heard descending. The Duchess had not said a word. There was silence until the chariot had rumbled away, when Mrs Gunning found her voice. "I did not credit her with such skill.
If it gets out how you gave me the double-cross and how I done you back again, the laugh'll be on you, and it'll sure be an almighty big laugh. You-all can't afford that laugh. Besides, having got back my stake that you-all robbed me of, if you arrest me and try to rob me a second time, I'll go gunning for you-all, and I'll sure get you.
"Hello!" said Adam, lowering his gun. "Oh! it's you, sonny? Come up and have a seat," sweeping together the empty gun-shells, bits of rag and wadding, small tools, etc., at his side. "How's your folks?" "All right," remembering with a sudden sense of pleasure the money for baby's milk safe in his pocket. "Been gunning lately?"
At the same time Weir heard carried to him the sound of a crash as of a door smashed. Excusing himself hurriedly, Steele Weir seized his holster from a nail and buckled on the belt. Then snatching his hat, he ran outside the building to his car. "Now, who is he gunning for?" Pollock asked himself aloud, "I rather wish he had invited me along."
The other scoundrels had got away; and all at once we found that Gunning had discharged himself from the hospital; and by that time the house over the way was put straight, the builder telling me in confidence that he thought Sir John must have been mad to attempt to make such a passage as that to connect his property without consulting a regular business man.
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