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Flin's cruel treatment toward the sick boy and the straitened family; and how he congratulated himself upon being rid of the woman's importunities in behalf of the precocious Sammy; and how he laughed at the vision of Jerold Flin treading cat-like over the soft carpets, and sending his jets of liquid tobacco all over his ambitious wife's new furniture!
Again he paced the room. When he halted before his client he looked at her sternly. "You haven't told me your name," he said. She gave him her card, on which appeared nothing more than just merely the name "Mrs. Jerold Fairfax," with an address in an uptown West Side street. Garrison glanced at it briefly. "This is something you have provided purposely to fit your requirements," he said.
He forced himself now to return her gaze with no hint of anything save business in his eyes. "Dorothy, I shall be honored to continue with your work," he said. "I mean to see you through." "Thank you Jerold," she said. Her voice all but broke. She had never loved him so much as now, and because of that had given herself the one little joy of calling him thus by his name.
Ten minutes later he was stepping from the elevator and striding down the office-building hall. Dorothy was not yet in the corridor. He opened the office, beheld a number of notes and letters on the floor, and was taking them up when Dorothy came in, breathless, her eyes ablaze with excitement. "Jerold!" she started. "Please lock the door and " when she was interrupted by the entrance of a man.
"If you think you can cheat me out of my rightful dues you'll find out your mistake!" "I wouldn't have thought you could stoop to this," said Dorothy. "You couldn't expect to shake my faith in Jerold." She handed Garrison the letter to show her confidence. Garrison placed it in his pocket. He turned on the Robinsons angrily.
They were afraid it might fly to pieces at any moment, although they had overcome their fear enough to find means of entertainment. Small devices in the cabin showed miniature movies, with words in the tongue of the dome cities. Discovering this created desire to understand the language, and they eagerly attended the classes. One lix Dick found Jerold Brown examining a piece of machinery.
Dorothy gave a little cry and fled behind the desk. Garrison faced the intruder, a tall, flaxen-haired, blue-eyed man with a long mustache a person with every mark of the gentleman upon him. "Well, sir," said Garrison, in some indignation, "what can I do for you?" "We'll wait a minute and see," said the stranger. "My name is Jerold Fairfax, and I came to claim my wife." Garrison almost staggered.
Tisdale, beginning a long, all but hopeless fight for your life, and it was natural you should have called in Mr. Jerold to settle your affairs. I inferred from his remark that you had remembered Mrs. Weatherbee, at least, in your will." He halted again, then added still more deliberately: "If I am right, I should like to be prepared, in case of emergency, to read such a clause in court."
When it emerged in the next dome, the imitation sky was the same, but only a small portion of the ground surface was cultivated. Small buildings dotted the level floor, which Morquil explained were the entrances of the mines, unworked for many years. Jerold Brown and his wife remained in this city, in an apartment as well situated as that of the Yarbro's, in the first dome.
But the door swung open abruptly, and a tall, handsome young man was at the threshold. His hat was on. He was dressed, despite the season, in an overcoat of extraordinary length, buttoned close round his neck. It concealed him from his chin to his heels. "Why, hello, Dot!" he said familiarly, advancing within the room. "You and your Jerold weren't trying to run away, I hope."
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