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Updated: June 21, 2025
The ghost of Morton, dead and forgotten, was with him all next day, till he got home and unbelievably found on the staid black-walnut Zapp hat-rack a letter from Paris, in a gray foreign-appearing envelope with Istra's intensely black scrawl on it.
The quiet note of sarcasm in his grandfather's voice was making him furiously angry once more, just as it had done on the previous night. "Do you want me to?" he asked, shortly. "Why, yes, I cal'late I do." Albert, without another word, walked to the hat-rack in the hall and began putting on his coat. Captain Lote watched him for a moment and then put on his own.
"Gustavus," said the Prophet, "if that is a visitor I am not at home. Mrs. Merillia is not at home either." It was by this time between one and two in the morning. "Not at home, sir. Yes, sir." The Prophet concealed himself near the hat-rack, and Gustavus went softly to the door and opened it. "Not at home, ma'am," the Prophet heard him say, formally.
But first of all he drove back to the Street, and walked without ringing into Mrs. McKee's. Neither a year's time nor Mrs. McKee's approaching change of state had altered the "mealing" house. The ticket-punch still lay on the hat-rack in the hall. Through the rusty screen of the back parlor window one viewed the spiraea, still in need of spraying. Mrs.
The woman led him up another flight of steps to the open door of the house, through a hallway covered with a ragged carpet, where a dilapidated walnut hat-rack stood, up the stairs, threading a dark passage that led into a low-ceiled, stifling room at the very back.
There was a high walnut hat-rack with a mirror and a marble slab with a card tray on it, and two high-backed chairs, likewise black walnut and elaborately carved and atrocious, and in the dim recesses of the stair a horsehair sofa, all just as they had been for years. They were mute but they seemed expectant. What could they be waiting for?
"But, ma'am, Mr. Viv " "That'll do. If I have any more of your impertinence I'll make you repent of it. You are evidently not aware who I am." The Prophet, by the hat-rack, did not fail to hear a new note in the deep contralto of Madame, a note of triumph, a trumpet note of profound conceit.
I've been hunting for Jane for half an hour, but I can't find her in any of the places she always is, and I thought I better come and tell you " "That's right. I'll find her " Allison made one step to the hat-rack and took his hat, then raising his voice: "Cloudy, I've been called away on business suddenly. Don't bother keeping anything for me, I've had all I want " and he was gone.
Entering the hall, he hung his hat on the walnut hat-rack in the dark corner behind the door, and followed the worn strip of blue and red oilcloth which ran up the narrow staircase to the floor above. Where the staircase bent sharply in the middle, the old-fashioned mahogany balustrade shone richly in the light of a gas-jet which jutted out on a brass stem from the wall.
A hat-rack, with a bronze plate full of very large cards, led his eye swiftly to a dark staircase beyond. Mrs. Pender had round eyes like a child's, and she greeted him with an effusiveness that barely concealed her emotion, yet strove to appear naturally cordial. Evidently she had been looking out for his arrival, and had outrun the servant girl. She was a little breathless.
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