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Delighted to have you call at my office, suh. I am proud to have met you, and hope to become better acquainted with you. I hope Mrs. Tulliver and Mrs. Barslow may soon meet. Good-morning, gentlemen." And he hurried out, only to reappear as soon as Mr. Hinckley was gone. "By the way, Mr.
"You're good at something, anyway," says Cousin Myra; "but but why five places?" She's noticed the extra plate and is glancin' around inquirin'. "Oh!" says I, offhand, "odd numbers for luck, so I took a chance on askin' in an old friend of yours. He ought to be in the cloak-room by now. I'll go fetch him." You should have seen the look on her face, too, when I shows up with Professor Hinckley.
The water company was organized in our office, the gas and electric-light company in Cornish's; but every spout led into the same bin. Mr. Hinckley had induced some country dealers who owned a line of local grain-houses to remove to Lattimore and put up a huge terminal elevator for the handling of their trade.
I informed him that my wife was in excellent health, being completely recovered from the fatigue of her journey. "Ah! this aiah, this aiah, Mr. Barslow! It is like wine in its invigorating qualities, like wine, suh. Look at Mr. Hinckley, hyah, doing the work of two men fo' a lifetime; and younge' now than any of us. Come, suh, and make yo' home with us. You nevah can regret it.
"No wise person, my dear Mr. Saton," Mrs. Hinckley remarked, "would deny that there is yet a great deal to learn in life. But tell us exactly to what you refer?" Saton raised his dark eyes and looked steadfastly at her. "I mean, madam," he said, "the apprehension of things happening in the present in other parts, the apprehension of things about to happen in the future.
He was unruffled and buoyant in manner, in spite of the stock in the Grain Belt Trust Company which he held, and the loans placed with his insurance company by Mr. Hinckley. "I believe," said he, "that we are here to consider a communication from Mr. Cornish. It seems that we ought to hear the letter."
"Wait!" said Hinckley. "Don't go, Cornish; it isn't as bad as that!" As he spoke he laid his hand on Cornish's arm, and I saw that he was pale. He felt more keenly than did I the danger of division and strife among us. "Yes, Mr. Hinckley," said Jim, as Cornish sat down again, "it is as bad as that! This thing amounts to a crisis. For one, I don't propose to adopt the 'stand-from-under' tactics.
In the Morning Chronicle, another Liberal sheet, the organ of the bourgeoisie par excellence, there were published some letters from a stocking weaver in Hinckley, describing the condition of his fellow-workers.
"Well," said Alice, "from the standpoint of most men, Miss Hinckley isn't to be left out of the reckoning in such matters. What a face and figure she has! Miss Addison is too prudish and churchified; but I like Miss Hinckley." "Yes," said I; "but Miss Trescott seems, somehow, to have been known to one, in some tender and touching relation.
Iago is dominated by reason and the principle of the survival of the fittest. He is an agreeable fellow " Miss Addison, with a charming mixture of tragedy and archness, suppressed this blasphemy by a gesture suggestive of placing her hand over the editor's mouth. "Ah, Mrs. Hinckley, you shouldn't do us such an injustice!" It was Mr. Cornish, who took the center of the stage now.
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