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Updated: May 15, 2025
"Take care, Kris, that you don't get wall-eyed during the night." Still nobody laughed. "Surely you get that one!" said Lowboy. "It's very simple wall, wall-eyed, you see." "I appreciate you," said Highboy, "but you know I never laugh." "You'd grow fat if you did," said Lowboy. "Speaking of fat, let's see what's happened to Alligator. Three guesses, what has he done?"
"There's roam of course. That might do. For instance, If once again I see my home Never more at night I'll roam. Not bad is it?" Hortense thought it very bad indeed but didn't say so, for Highboy was finding pleasure in his rhymes and she hadn't the heart to depress him. She held tight to Andy's hand and walked on without speaking.
"I almost never dare go except on bright warm nights in summer. Of course I daren't go in the daytime." "No, I suppose not," said Hortense. "However, I'll go with you, you are afraid. Grandmother has gone to bed, I think, and there will be a little fire left on the hearth." Highboy brightened a little. "Do you think we dare?" he said, "Suppose we should meet the cat."
You know you got those candlesticks thrown in when you bought that highboy and the gate-leg table." Peter Gruff had been so thunderstruck at the Colonel's correct guess that he had stood open-mouthed, staring, and without a word he had placed the candlesticks on the shelf and began rubbing his hands together in great agitation.
Slapping her hands, beating her breast, stamping her feet, Mrs. Loring removed a few dresses from the offending trunk to the mahogany wardrobe, and disposed her effects neatly in the drawers of bureau and highboy. "I have made a mistake at the very beginning," she thought. "I supposed nothing could be too pretty for the Manor House and now I am afraid my worst is too fine.
But David did not look up from his plate. The Wheeler house was good, modern and commonplace. Walter Wheeler and his wife were like the house. Just as here and there among the furniture there was a fine thing, an antique highboy, a Sheraton sideboard or some old cut glass, so they had, with a certain mediocrity their own outstanding virtues.
The preacher's purchase had to be left at the farm until he could return for it in the big farm wagon, but Phœbe thought of the highboy as they rode along the pleasant country roads. She remembered the expression she had caught on the face of Phares and the remembrance troubled her.
Which left only one thing for Val to do. "I'll get the chest, Jeems. Let me have your key to the cabin. I'll take the outboard motor and be back before I'm missed." "Yo' don't know the swamp " "I know how to find the cabin. Where's the key?" "In theah," he pointed to the highboy. Val's fingers closed about the bit of metal. "Mistuh," Jeems straightened, "Ah won't forgit this."
"We'll lay our breastplates and helmets to hand and slip them on when we hear him coming." Thereupon silence ensued, and Hortense and Andy lay still. It was evident, Hortense was thinking, that Highboy and Lowboy had been ordered back to court, and to help them escape would be difficult, for how dared she and Andy go near it, escaped prisoners as they were?
She placed her candle on a stand beside the bed and proceeded to look around. The room seemed much bigger now than in the afternoon. The ceiling seemed lost in shadow far above, and the corners were all dark. There were three stiff chairs, a table, a dresser, and a highboy. The highboy was tall and slim.
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