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"What I can't see," he observed after a minute during which Miss Florence Hallman studied his averted face, "what I can't see is, where do the settlers get off at?" "At Easy street, if they're lucky enough," she told him lightly. "My business is to locate them on the land. Getting a living off it is THEIR business. And," she added defensively, "people do make a living on ranches out here."
But even before these movements had produced any marked effect, Gallic influence began to give way, and genius began freely to range the earth and choose its materials wherever God and man were to be found. The heralds of the new era in Sweden were Bellman, Hallman, Kexel, Wallenberg, Lidner, Thorild, and Lengren.
But it seemed too early in their acquaintance for that, so he waited another minute. "Miss Hallman is going to make you a lot of trouble," she began abruptly. "I thought perhaps it might be better for you all of you if you knew it in advance, so there would be no sudden anger and excitement. All the settlers are antagonistic, Mr. Green all but me, and one or two of the girls.
"One aspiration, and he might be washed as white as snow. 'This day thou shalt be with Me in Paradise," said the commander, who was known as the parson skipper, dour, but ever on the watch for the first sign of repentance. On the other hand, Hallman more nearly stated the general feeling: "By God, he spoiled sport, that black ghost on deck. He was like a tupapau, a Polynesian demon."
Florence Grace Hallman was tall and daintily muscular as to figure. Her hair was a light yellow not quite the shade which peroxide gives, and therefore probably natural. Her eyes were brown, a shade too close together but cool and calm and calculating in their gaze, and her eyebrows slanted upward a bit at the outer ends and were as heavy as beauty permitted.
You can plant folks on the land and collect your money and tell 'em goodbye and go to it and that settles your part of it. But how about the poor devils that put in their time and money?" Florence Grace Hallman spread her hands in a limited gesture because of the reins, and smiled unpleasantly.
And she hit too close home to suit me, when she named the place where they're going to dump their colony." "Where does the graft come in?" inquired Pink cautiously. "The farmers get the land, don't they?" "Sure, they get the land. And they pungle up a good-sized fee to Florence Grace Hallman and her outfit, for locating 'em. Also there's side money in it, near as I can find out.
"David!" said Hallman. "For God's sake! don't dig into any graves!" "'E's a proper ghoul, 'e is," Lying Bill said sarcastically. "'E thinks you're a mejum!" They all stared at me as if I were crazy, and I felt myself in an atmosphere of mystery, in which I had broached a distasteful subject. I wondered what it could be, but determined to know at all hazards, reckoning on no fine feelings to hurt.
The kid was 'is sister's only child, an' 'is uncle left a thousand francs with the American consul for a proper tombstone on 'is grave in the cemetery. The ol' gent worshipped that kid." Our session was over, the dinner hour having come; but Hallman had his final say: "If Llewellyn 's got the tupapau horrors, for God's sake! let him stay away from the club.
He needs no opium to have nightmares:" Tuesday. Of course, I will be called coward now, but the same people who call me this are those who have caused me to seek death, for they branded me liar and wastrel, simply on an untrue report appearing in an American newspaper. Chief among these people are that most despicable cad Hallman, and secondly, the British Consul.
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