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It happened so unexpectedly that Kendrick stood for an instant, held by his amazement. Then without a sound he sped across the street, vaulted the iron fence and charged into the middle of the excitement with ready fists. The man who had Stiles down was nearest and Phil paused long enough to send him reeling with a well-directed blow on the side of the head.
It was February, 1790, before the Columbia was ready to sail for Boston, and dropping down the river she passed the Lady Washington, under Kendrick, in a cove where the gale hid her from Gray. On August 11, 1790, after rounding Good Hope and touching at St. Helena, Gray entered Boston.
Kendrick, who are used to leading cotillions, you may have to dance the Virginia reel with one of the dear little country cousins. I wonder if you will have the discernment to see that some of them are better worth meeting than a good many of the girls you probably know." She gave him a keen, analyzing look.
The first result of his telling his grandfather in the morning was a note from old Matthew Kendrick to old Judge Gray. The note, which almost chuckled aloud, was as follows: MY DEAR CALVIN GRAY: Work him work the rascal hard! He's a lazy chap with a way with him which plays the deuce with my foolish old heart.
He also reared a son, who contrived somehow to have higher notions than his father. These notions of young Felix Kendrick were confirmed and enlarged by his marriage to the daughter of a Methodist circuit-rider.
"Besides, he wouldn't see you until you had told me your business anyway. What do you think he keeps a secretary for?" "To be civil to the public," said Kendrick evenly. "When do you expect him back?" and there was a directness in his look which Podmore found unexpectedly disconcerting. "Hard to say. He's on the go continually. If your business is important " "It is important."
Since graduation, however, they had seldom met, and for the last two years Richard Kendrick had known no more of his former friend than that the good-sized dry-goods store, standing on a prominent corner in the large town through which he often motored without stopping, still bore the name of Hugh Benson's father.
I have some questions to ask you concerning Miss Cristy Lawson," said Kendrick directly. "Oh, you have? How d'you know I got answers to them?" There was no question about the pallor of young Stiles now. "She aint nothin' in my young life an' I don't know 's I got the time." "Listen here, Stiles," said Kendrick sharply. "I'd advise you to meet me as I suggest in your own interests, let us say.
But he could feel the throb in the low voice which answered him after a moment. "I may not deserve that, Dick, but it touches me, coming from you." When Richard had gone back to his own room, Matthew Kendrick lay for a long time, wide awake, too happy to sleep.
"He certainly wasn't bored all the time, anybody could tell that. He's very good-looking, isn't he?" "If you care for that sort of good looks yes." "What sort?" "The kind that doesn't express anything except having had a good time every minute of one's life." "Why, Rob, what's the matter with you? Anybody would think you had something against poor Mr. Kendrick." "If he were 'poor Mr.
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