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He promised to sing in the choir and and to help me with the decorations. After our unpleasant experience the next day, he had the shall we say tact or kindness? to reconsider his promise." "Openly advertising the fact that he preferred to have no part in any entertainment you were arranging," was Landover's comment.
In a word, Abel Landover's father and grandfather and great-grandfather had been rich men before him. He despised Captain Trigger for the simple reason that that faithful, gallant sailor was an employee of the company in which he was a director. It meant nothing to him that Captain Trigger came of fine, hardy, valiant stock; it meant less to him that he was a law unto himself aboard the Doraine.
As he turned away, she spoke to him. "You mentioned your hand being bad again. If you would like me to dress it for you, under the circumstances, I will do so." "Ruth!" cried Mrs. Spofford in a shocked voice. He put his left hand behind his back. It was the one with which he had gripped Landover's wrist that morning. The strain had reopened the partially healed wounds.
Landover's eyes met the searching, questioning gaze of the Portuguese. Manuel Crust apparently was satisfied with what he read in them, for a quick gleam of confidence leaped into his own. His chest swelled with a tremendous intake of breath. The remarkable personality, or perhaps the magnetism, of the "boss," again asserted itself.
While Percival did not take his eyes from Landover's face during this speech, he was aware that Miss Clinton and her aunt had turned abruptly away and were leaning against the rail a few yards distant, their backs to him. Olga Obosky and Careni-Amori were regarding him with shining, approving eyes, while Mrs. Block, gulping furiously, clasped her husband's arm and kept up a constant muttering.
"I injured it this morning in an encounter with your friend, Miss Clinton. I can hardly ask you to dress it. Thank you, just the same." "I know all that happened in Mr. Landover's cabin, but even so, I am ready and willing to do anything in my power to ease the pain you are suffering." She spoke calmly, dispassionately, almost perfunctorily. He shook his head.
"I'd give a lot to know whether we've got the Germans licked or not," mused Fitts. "We've had nearly three years to do it in." "Depends entirely on the navy," said Platt, Minister of Marine, late of the U. S. Navy. "What can the navy do if the Germans will not come out?" demanded Landover. "Why, confound it all, the navy can go in, can't it?" "The British Navy hasn't," was Landover's reply.
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