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Dodbury busied himself in corresponding with the navy-office to obtain Herbert's release from the service; but to his mortification, a reply arrived, stating, as was announced before, that no such name was in the books. It was, however, added, that a person entered as 'H. Hard' was pressed on the identical day that Herbert was, and it was suggested that his name may have been misspelled.
This he did on the day of Herbert's departure, merely asking him, perhaps with scant courtesy, who was his man of business, in order that he, Mr. Somers, as agent to the late proprietor, might confer with him. With but scant courtesy, for Mr.
Thus, on a sunny afternoon, having been home to lunch after his morning labour downtown, he paused in passing young Herbert's place of residence and timidly began a conversation with this glamoured nephew.
"Oh! don't come near me with the watering-pot in your hand," said Mrs. Harcourt, shrinking back, and looking at Herbert's hands, which were not as white as her own.
Herbert's companion waited till the sound of their descending steps died away, and then, turning to Herbert, said in a quick, stern tone: "Now give me the money you have in your pocket." "What do you mean?" he said. Herbert recoiled, and stared at the speaker in undisguised astonishment. "I mean just what I say," returned the other. "You have one hundred and fifty dollars in your pocket.
Elsie slipped a valuable ring on Lucy's finger and laid a gold pencil-case beside Herbert's plate. "Oh, charming! a thousand thanks, mon ami!" cried Lucy, her eyes sparkling with pleasure.
In my confidence in my own resources, I would willingly have taken Herbert's expenses on myself; but Herbert was proud, and I could make no such proposal to him. So he got into difficulties in every direction, and continued to look about him.
In spite of the fact that circumstances and mutual sympathies had led him into taking up with the city boy, he did not feel that a fellow of Herbert's stamp was wholly to be trusted. "Nun-no," mocked Rackliff with an intonation of resentment. "I swear that was weak! I believe you are shaky. If so you'd better take your money back quick." "No, no," objected Springer. "It's all right.
Now, however, the strain had slackened; Herbert's schemes had succeeded, and he had only to take his profit by selling out as quietly as possible. He had already given a broker orders to do so. He rather regretted that he could not dispose of George's shares, but these must be kept a little longer; to throw a large quantity upon the market would have a depressing effect and might arouse suspicion.
The next day, as she was sitting in Herbert's chamber, she said: "Herbert, you don't look at all like your brother." "Do you mean Abner, Miss Stone?" Herbert asked. "Yes; have you any other brother?" "Abner is not my brother at all." "How, then, do you happen to be traveling together?" "Because we've both run away." "I am sorry to hear that. I don't approve of boys running away.
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