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But Barbara was trying to shield Mollie, and Mollie did not dream that Bab would suffer any consequences from her foolish deed. So Bab's peculiar proceedings since her arrival in Washington had indeed played well into the hands of her enemies. Mr. Hamlin's mind had been poisoned against her. She had been seen to do several underhanded things, one following directly after the other.
"The next day the battleship Maine was blown up, and then pretty soon somebody I reckon it was Joe Bailey, or Ben Tillman, or maybe the Government declared war against Spain. "Well, everybody south of Mason & Hamlin's line knew that the North by itself couldn't whip a whole country the size of Spain. So the Yankees commenced to holler for help, and the Johnny Rebs answered the call.
"The more reason he should give her one." A cynical knowledge of matrimony imparted to him by the wives of others evidently colored Mr. Hamlin's views. "Well, perhaps it's all the same if he's going to die. But isn't it rather rough on HER? I don't know," he added, reflectively; "she was sniveling round here a little while ago, until I sent her away." "You sent her away!" echoed Gideon. "I did."
An' Hamlin said that tonight he'd refuse to run the iron on 'em makin' Singleton do it. An' then we'd ketch him doin' it. But I reckon Hamlin's slipped up somewheres." "It ain't none comfortable here, with that wind whinin' that vicious," complained a cowboy. "An' no fire. Hamlin said ten o'clock, didn't he? It's past eleven." "It's off, I reckon," said Shorty.
For all reply she rushed to her mother and threw herself on her bosom, sobbing hysterically. For once at least in their lives Mrs. Edwards' and Perez Hamlin's eyes met with an expression of perfect sympathy, the sympathy of a common bewilderment. Then Mrs. Edwards tried to loosen Desire's convulsive clasp about her neck, but the girl held her tightly, crying: "Oh, don't, mother, don't."
I thought that Sue and me was being married agin, and that the parson, Jack, was who do you think? you!" The gambler laughed, and seated himself on the bed the paper still in his hand. "It's a good sign, ain't it?" queried Brown. "I reckon. Say, old man, hadn't you better get up?" The "old man," thus affectionately appealed to, rose, with the assistance of Hamlin's outstretched hand. "Smoke?"
In fact, being aware of the reason for Hamlin's belligerence, he had no intention of acquainting the man with the knowledge of what had happened the night before. At least, not at this instant. Lawler's lips wore a shadowy smile. "I reckon you don't know me, Hamlin?" he said. "I know you mighty well, Lawler," snapped Hamlin; "you heard me mention your name!"
"It is the Chinese custom," Lady Tu remarked graciously, "to make little presents to our guests. Will not Mr. Hamlin's daughter and her four friends receive these poor offerings?" A servant handed the girls five beautiful, carved tortoise shell boxes, containing exquisite sets of combs for their hair, the half dozen or more that Chinese women wear.
Wilson had both lost their frivolous manner and were deep in earnest conversation. Bab knew that at the rear of this floor of Mr. Hamlin's house there was a small room that was seldom used. She hoped to find refuge in it for a few minutes, and then to return to her friends. The room was empty. Bab sank down into a great arm chair and closed her eyes.
"I don't think I can take any part in any such joke, Mrs. Wilson," she said, looking appealingly at her hostess. "You don't really mean that you wish me to take one of Mr. Hamlin's papers without his knowledge, and then give the paper to you?" "Certainly, child, I do mean just that thing," Mrs. Wilson said, laughing lightly. "You need not take my request so seriously. Mr.
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