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"Oh, then you saw her in the stage. Ha-ha, you old thief! I sat up here, and you sat down there and lied." He jumped from his perch and belaboured Hawker's shoulders. "Stop that!" said the painter. "Oh, you old thief, you lied to me! You lied Hold on bless my life, here she comes now!" One day Hollanden said: "There are forty-two people at Hemlock Inn, I think.
"You've got a deuced open way of speaking," he observed. "Deuced open, is it?" cried Hollanden. "It isn't near so open as your devotion to Miss Fanhall, which is as plain as a red petticoat hung on a hedge." Hawker's face gloomed, and he said, "Well, it might be plain to you, you infernal cat, but that doesn't prove that all those old hens can see it."
Hollanden said that the people habitually made wrong decisions on questions that were left to them. "That is the most odiously aristocratic belief," said Oglethorpe. "No," said Hollanden, "I like the people. But, considered generally, they are a collection of ingenious blockheads." "But they read your books," said Oglethorpe, grinning. "That is through a mistake," replied Hollanden.
"Yes no I don't know." "What's wrong with you?" asked Hollanden. "I tell you what it is, Hollie," said the painter darkly, "whenever I'm with that girl I'm such a blockhead. I'm not so stupid, Hollie. You know I'm not. But when I'm with her I can't be clever to save my life." Hollanden pulled contentedly at his pipe. "Maybe she don't notice it."
There!" "Oh, bless my soul! And all about an infernal dog," wailed Hollanden. "Look! Honest, now, there's the stage. See it? See it?" "It isn't there at all," she said. Gradually he seemed to recover his courage. "What made you so tremendously angry? I don't see why." After consideration, she said decisively, "Well, because." "That's why I teased you," he rejoined. "Well, because because "
Once Hollanden succeeded in making the others so engrossed in being amused that Hawker and Miss Fanhall were left alone staring at the white bubbles that floated solemnly on the black water. After Hawker had stared at them a sufficient time, he said, "Well, you are an heiress, you know." In return she chose to smile radiantly.
I believe yes, I am sure she could be fool enough to have sympathy for you in your work. And now, if you weren't such a hopeless chump " "Oh, shut up, Hollie," said the painter. For a time Hollanden did as he was bid, but at last he talked again. "Can't think why they came up here. Must be her sister-in-law's health. Something like that. She "
"Do you think it nice to be in the country? I do," said the boy. "I like it very well," answered Hawker. "I shall go fishing, and hunting, and everything. Maybe I shall shoot a bears." "I hope you may." "Did you ever shoot a bears?" "No." "Well, I didn't, too, but maybe I will. Mister Hollanden, he said he'd look around for one. Where I live "
Strange thing, but now, under those circumstances, I'm very glib. Very glib, I assure you." "I don't care what you are," answered Hawker. "All those confounded affairs of yours they were not " "No," said Hollanden, stolidly puffing, "of course not. I understand that. But, look here, Billie," he added, with sudden brightness, "maybe you are not a blockhead, after all.
She is such a busy woman in town, you know." "Here," said Hollanden, wheeling to them suddenly, "you all look as if you were badgering Hawker, and he looks badgered. What are you saying to him?" "Why," answered the younger Worcester girl, "we were only saying to him how lonely it would be without Grace." "Oh!" said Hollanden.
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