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"And we'll have some beer and schnitzel at Gus's after. My treat. How about it?" Old Herman assented. He was tired of the house, tired of the frozen garden, tired of scolding the slovenly girl who pottered around all day in a boudoir cap and slovenly wrapper. Tired of Anna's rebellious face and pert answers. He went inside the house and put a sweater under his coat, and got his cap.
Grim, who felt rather injured at being lagged by Cotton so early in the term, just at the moment, too, when he had caught sight of Wilson staggering along with a heavy hat-box, etc., seized Jim's and Gus's effects. Todd's modest douceur, however, took off the rough edge of his displeasure.
And this week is going to be a horrid failure too and Gwen Van Osburgh will go back and tell her mother how bored people were. I did mean to ask the Wetheralls that was a blunder of Gus's. They disapprove of Carry Fisher, you know. As if one could help having Carry Fisher!
He, however, did not sap everlastingly, but on half holidays lounged luxuriantly on the school benches, watching the cricket going on in the bright sunshine, or he would take his rod and have an afternoon among the perch in the Lodestone, that apology for a stream. Fishing was Gus's ideal of athleticism; the exercise was gentle, and you sometimes had half a dozen perch for your trouble.
"Nate told me that every time he realized that Gus's flyin' at all was due to his scarin' him into it, it fairly made him sick of life." "What did Huldy Ann say? I'll bet the fur flew when SHE heard of it!" "I guess likely it did. Scudder says her jawin's was the worst of all. Her principal complaint was that he didn't take up with the professor's five-thousand offer and try to fly.
He would sit through fiery denunciations of wealth, nodding his head slowly in agreement. He was perfectly aware that in Gus's little back room dark plots were hatched. Indeed, on a certain April night Rudolph had come up and called him onto the porch. "In about fifteen minutes," he said, consulting his watch in the doorway, "I'm going to show you something pretty."
And then Gus's contemptuous words and Edith's non-recognition, though he tried to believe she had not seen him, were like vitriol to a wound. At first there was a mad impulse of anger toward Elliot, and, as we have intimated, only Edith's presence prevented Arden from demanding instant apology.
His money had run very low, and with true German stubbornness he refused to draw any from the savings bank. Rudolph was very busy. There were meetings always, and to the little inner circle that met behind Gus's barroom one night later in March, he divulged the plan for the destruction of the new Spencer munition plant. "But will they take him back?" one of the men asked.
He took the liberty of loudly poking Gus's decaying fire, whereat the young gentleman sprang up instanter. "I knocked, Todd, but I suppose you were thinking too deeply to hear me." "Sorry, sir," said Gus, hurriedly getting the master a chair, "and, as a matter of fact, I was thinking." "Yes!" "What an awful ass I've been, sir!"
So this is a conspiracy. You both are the flower of chivalry," and her mocking, half-hysterical laugh curdled Gus's blood, as her dress fluttered down the path that led to the arbor. She appeared in the doorway like a sudden, supernatural vision, Zell's head rested on Mr. Van Dam's shoulder, and he was portraying in low, ardent tones the pleasures of city life, which would be hers as his wife.
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