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He produced the letter from Jackson promptly enough when Cynthia came out to the barn for it, and then he made a show of getting his horse out of the cutter shafts, and shouting international reproaches at it, till she was forced to ask, "Haven't you got something for me, Jombateeste?" "You expec' some letter?" he said, unbuckling a strap and shouting louder. "You know whether I do.
They've had the statue of Alsace in that Place de la Concorde of yours, Mr. Whitwell, where they had the guillotine all draped in black ever since the war with Germany; and they mean to have her back, some day." "Great country, Jombateeste!" Whitwell shouted to the Canuck. The little man roused himself from the muse in which he was listening and smoking. "Me, I'm Frantsh," he said.
Jeff came fully into the hotel management, and in their business relation Cynthia and he were continually together; there was no longer a question of the Whitwells leaving him; even Jombateeste persuaded himself to stay, and Westover felt obliged to remain at least till the present danger in Mrs. Durgin's case was past. With the first return of physical strength, Mrs.
"There's something a little about it in Job, and something in the Psalms: but not a great deal." "And we got it from them Egyptian d " "I don't say that," Westover interposed. "But they had it before we had. As we imagine it, we got it though Christianity." Jombateeste, who had taken his pipe out of his mouth in a controversial manner, put it back again.
He had been out at the barn with Jombateeste since daybreak, looking after the cattle, and the joy of the weather had got into his nerves and spirits. At first he had lain awake after he went to bed, but he had fallen asleep about midnight, and got a good night's rest. He looked fresh and strong and very handsome.
Westover added, "But there's no question but the Egyptians believed in the life hereafter, and in future rewards and punishments for the deeds done in the body, thousands of years before our era." "Well, I'm dumned," said Whitwell. Jombateeste took his pipe out again. "Hit show they got good sense. They know they feel it in their bone what goin' 'appen when you dead.
He remembered to ask now where Whitwell had left his family, and Whitwell said that Frank and Cynthia were at home in his own house with Jombateeste; but he presumed he could not get back to them now before the next day.
Of course, he meant to choke the life out of him, and his just ketchin' sight of Jombateeste do you believe that was enough to stop him, when he'd started in for a thing like that? Or what was it done it?" Westover listened with less thought of the fact itself than of another fact that it threw light upon.
Jombateeste received his raillery in dignified silence, and turned back into the woods again. He left Durgin in heightened good-humor with himself and with the world, which had finally so well adapted itself to his desires and designs.
I don't know just the size and shape of the trouble between them, but Jeff may have felt that he had got even with his enemy before that day. Or he may have felt that if he was going in for full satisfaction, there was Jombateeste looking on." "That's true," said Whitwell, greatly daunted. After a while he took refuge in the reflection, "Well, he's a comical devil."
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