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Landa" "Mrs. Atwell told me," said Clementina. "Won't you come in, and sit down?" "Why, yes." Mrs. Lander pushed in through the narrow door of what was to be the parlor. Her crapes swept about her and exhaled a strong scent of their dyes. Her veil softened her heavy face; but she had not grown thinner in her bereavement.

"It will be handed over to him when the estate is settled, if there isn't enough to pay the bequests without it." "And the money which Mrs. Landa gave me before that," she pursued, eagerly. Mr. Orson had the effect of pricking up his ears, though it was in fact merely a gleam of light that came into his eyes. "That's yours," said the vice-consul, sourly, almost savagely.

Takes hold like lightnin'." "About how old did you say she was?" "Well, you've got me the'a, Mr. Landa; I guess I'll ask Mis' Atwell." "The'e's no hurry," said Lander. "That buckboa'd be round pretty soon?" he asked of the clerk. "Be right along now, Mr. Lander," said the clerk, soothingly.

He thinks he can't be too much in the open air on the mountains." "Well, he may not have the same complaint as Mr. Landa; but I know if I was to climb a mountain, it would lay me up for a yea'." The girl did not urge anything against this conviction. She smiled politely and waited patiently for the next turn Mrs.

Landa told me you were not feeling very well, 'm," that she began to be proud of her ailments, and bragged of them at length, and of the different doctors who had treated her for them. While she talked she missed one thing or another, and Clementina seemed to divine what it was she wanted, and got it for her, with a gentle deference which made the elder feel her age cushioned by the girl's youth.

I maka da mon. I go home to old countra. That 'nough. Work alla da time." Big Jim ate his beef sandwich slowly. Little Jim, chin in palm, sat listening, turning the matter over in his mind. His father tried another angle. "What started you over here, 'Masso? How'd you happen to think of coming?" 'Masso understood this. "Homa, mucha talk 'bout desa landa. How ever'boda getta da mon over here.