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But you've had disappointment, trouble, hard nuts to crack, and all you could do to escape the rocks being rolled down the Egyptian hill onto you; and it's left its mark." "Am I grown so different?" Lacey's face shone under the look that was turned towards him. "Say, Saadat, you're the same old red sandstone; but I missed the thee and thou.
"Go and see if Lieutenant Lacey's man is there, and send him up to his master's quarters. Let him say that I shall be glad to know how he is; but he is not to be disturbed if he is asleep." "Beg pardon, sir; not asleep." "How do you know?" said the colonel, sharply. "I am Mr Lacey's servant, sir. He went home with two ladies, sir, about two o'clock, sir, and hasn't come back."
After dinner she had gone sleigh-riding with John, far into the frosty, sparkling country, despite Miss Lacey's protest that she couldn't see why they wouldn't rather stay by the fire. Miss Martha declared that for her part she would just as soon sit with her feet in a pail of ice water and ring a dinner-bell as to go sleighing.
Yes, I do. Tell her all expenses paid." After supper that night, for they had supper at six in this rural city of Seaton, John Dunham took a trolley car for the tree-lined street where Miss Lacey's cottage stood behind its row of poplars. "Utterly inappropriate," mused Dunham, smiling to himself as he glanced up at these "old maids of the forest."
As Jerry rushed into Lacey's room, it was with the full expectation of seeing the master for whom he had begun to feel a warm respect stretched, face downward, upon the carpet; but the place was vacant, and, panting and trembling, he ran on to where the heavy curtain draped the bedroom door, swung it aside, and rushed in there to see that the lieutenant, in shirt and trousers, had fallen upon the bed, from which he was now evidently writhing and struggling to the floor.
But a sensible young mechanic, who had long been attentive, at last persuaded her to make him a happy home. Mrs. Lacey's prayers were effectual in the case of her husband, for, to the astonishment of the whole neighborhood, he reformed. Laura remained a pale home-blossom, sheltered by Edith's love.
"Where have you been, sir?" "To Mr Lacey's, sir." "Ha! I hope I shall find out that this is the truth." Dick flushed. "There is too much lesson-giving, and the band practice is neglected. Be good enough to recollect, sir, that I have reported your conduct." "I don't understand you, sir," replied Dick. "I allude to that episode, sir, when you absented yourself from the practice without leave.
"A sort of last powwow Rome before the fall. Everything wrong, eh? Kaid turned fanatic, Nahoum on the tiles watching for the Saadat to fall, things trembling for want of hard cash. That's it, isn't it, Mahommed?" Mahommed nodded, but his look was now alert, and less sombre. He had caught at something vital and confident in Lacey's tone. He drew nearer, and listened closely.
Did you know as he was friends with your cousin?" "No, surely not!" "Fact, sir. He come to Mr Lacey's quarters this morning. I was sewing on buttons in the next room, and couldn't help hearing something about odds; and that set me up sharp, for I knows what odds mean no one better." "But you shouldn't have listened."
I guess you could see other people bear a pile of suffering, and never flinch." Nahoum appeared not to notice the gibe. "It is a land of suffering, effendi," he sighed, "and one sees what one sees." "Have you any idea, any real sensible idea, how those cotton-mills got afire?" Lacey's eyes were fixed on Nahoum's face. The other met his gaze calmly. "Who can tell! An accident, perhaps, or "
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