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We looked. They were blue. "Down in the parlour," continued Kennedy leisurely, "you will find a portrait of the long deceased Mrs. Haswell. If you will examine that painting you will see that her eyes are also a peculiarly limpid blue. No couple with blue eyes ever had a black-eyed child.
Will you put money into my invention? Will you share in becoming fabulously rich? "Haswell made some noncommittal answer. But Prescott seemed to look into the machine through a very thick plate-glass window, with Haswell placed directly before it. He gave a cry. 'Mr. Haswell, he exclaimed, 'I regret to tell you what I see.
That infernal doctor examined my heart this morning and told me that it was weak. Weak was his word, but from the tone in which he said it, I believe that he meant more. Aylward, I gather that I may die any day." "Nonsense, Haswell, so may we all," he replied, with an affectation of cheerfulness which failed to carry conviction. Presently Mr.
Then he had promised Paul an organ in a cathedral of dreams, where the imaginary self which was his greater self might find expression. This was to be the worthy realization of that boast. The second reason for the younger Burton's withdrawal from the house party was the departure of Loraine Haswell.
On his table stood a photograph of Loraine Haswell in a gold frame. It was a photograph of which there was no duplicate, and one which her husband had not seen.
Accompanied by his negro servant, Jeekie, for in a house like this it was necessary to have someone to wait upon him, he drove over from Yarleys, a distance of ten miles, arriving about eight o'clock. "Mr. Haswell as gone up to dress, Major, and so have the other gentlemen," said the head butler, Mr.
Glancing just where the rowboat lay rocking abreast the hay cutters, Haswell saw an Indian snatch at the cutlass of Lopez, the black, who had carelessly stuck it in the sand. With a wild halloo, the thief dashed for the woods, the black in pursuit, mad as a hornet. Haswell went straight to the chief and offered a reward for the return of the sword, or the black man.
Haswell emerged from his bedroom, wrapped in a dressing gown and looking very pale and shaky. "Delighted to see you all right again," said Sir Robert as he wheeled up a chair into which Mr. Haswell sank. "I am not all right, Aylward," he answered; "I am not all right at all. Never had such an upset in my life; thought I was going to die when that accursed savage told his beastly tale.
Haswell uttered his windy whistle, this time in a tone of plaintive remonstrance. "As you have formally resigned your membership of the firm, I do not see that any useful purpose can be served by discussing such matters. The fullest explanations, of course, we should have been willing to give " "My dear Alan," broke in Mr.
At last, after what seemed to be a half-hour of unremitting effort, when the oxygen had long since been exhausted and only fresh air was being pumped into the lungs and out of them, there was a first faint glimmer of life in the heart and a touch of color in the cheeks. Haswell was coming to. Another half-hour found him muttering and rambling weakly.
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