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Wheat had created Chicago and Winnipeg Adam-like from the ground; but it was rejuvenating Rosario de Santa Fé Faust-like, with its golden elixir. It interested the man who called himself Herbert Strange resident manager of Stephens and Jarrott's great wheat business in this outlet of the great wheat provinces to watch the impulse by which Decrepitude rose and shook itself into Youth.
He was as proud of Stephens and Jarrott's long brick shed, where the sun beat pitilessly on the corrugated iron roof, and the smell of wool nearly sickened him, as if it had been a Rothschild's counting-house. His position there was just above the lowest; but his enthusiasm was independent of trivial things like that.
"For staying engaged if it's all right." "But if he thought it wasn't all right?" "You do, don't you?" Evie, who had been prancing about the room, turned sharply on Miriam, who was still at her desk. "That isn't the question " "No, but it's a question. I presume you don't mind my asking it?" "You may ask me anything, darling of course. But this is your uncle Jarrott's affair, and yours.
Endsleigh Jarrott's father, for example, had been a banker, Reginald Pole's the president of a university, Rupert Colfax's a judge; and it was something like that with them all. In the midst of so much that was classified, certified, and regular she was as obviously a foreign element as a fly in amber.
Jarrott's oldest son might have grown to, if he had been spared to us. We've had a great deal of sorrow Oh, a great deal! It's weaned my sister-in-law away from the world altogether. She's like that. My brother, too he isn't the same man. So when Evelyn comes we hope we shall see you often, Mr. Strange. You must begin to look on this house as your second home. Indeed, you must.
Miss Jarrott's taste in table light was in the direction of candles tempered by deep-red shades. As no garish electricity was allowed to intrude itself into this soft glow, the result was that only old acquaintances among her guests got a satisfactory notion of each other's features.
Endsleigh Jarrott's voice ran on: "People say our society has no traditions. It has traditions. It has the traditions of the country village, and it has never outgrown them. We're nothing but the country village writ large.
As soon as I began wondering what we could do this morning I saw that, after Evie, you were the person most concerned." "Who? I? Why am I concerned? I've got nothing to do with it!" "No, of course not, except as Stephens and Jarrott's lawyer. When their representative in New York " "Oh, but my dear girl, my duties don't involve me in anything of this kind.
They lived here once. Mr. Colfax was Mrs. Jarrott's brother and Mr. Jarrott's partner. The little girl was born here. It was a great loss to my brother when Mr. Colfax died. Mrs. Colfax went back to New York and married again. That was a blow, too; so we haven't been on the same friendly terms of late years. But now I hope it will be different. I'm like that. I always hope. It's funny, isn't it?
Strange " "Odd that was, wasn't it? But it isn't such a very uncommon name. I've met other Stranges " "Oh yes. So have I." "Well, who do you think he is? Why, he's Stephens and Jarrott's new man in New York. He's taken Jenkins's place. You remember Jenkins, don't you? That little man with a lisp. I had a nice long chat with him Strange, I mean.
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