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The danger was over; the Larrabee trick had failed; he must go to bed now, and in the morning they would make a search together. At the same time she had inwardly resolved to rise before him and make another search of the wood, and perhaps fearful joy as she recalled her promise! find Jack alive and well, awaiting her! Salomy Jane slept little that night, nor did her father.
"I don't quite understand," said John rather stiffly. "Didn't he tell ye to charge 'em up to the bank, an' let him take 'em?" asked Dick. "Well?" said John shortly. "Oh, yes, I know," said Mr. Larrabee. "He said sumpthin' to make you think he was goin' to pass 'em out, an' you didn't give him no show to explain, but jest marched into the back room an' stuck 'em onto the fire. Ho, ho, ho, ho!
From back door to back door, however, it was less than two hundred paces. "We are near neighbors," Doctor Larrabee had been saying, "though my wife thinks it a long walk on a windy day. I could reach you day or night, almost in a minute. As for Schuchardt and Bob Lanier, they could talk to each other out of their back windows this morning, but you couldn't hear a bugle across there now."
We handed the manuscript to Miss Larrabee, from whom, as she read, came snorts: "'Drawing-room! Huh! 'Music-room. Heavens to Betsy! 'Peculiar style of beauty! Oh, joy! 'Looked like a wood-nymph in the morn. Wouldn't that saturate you!
She knew it made over, and no woman was cunning enough to conceal the truth even with a spangled yoke, a chiffon bertha, or a net over-dress; yet Miss Larrabee would describe the gown, not merely twice, but half a dozen times, so that the woman wearing it might send the description to her relatives back East without arousing their suspicion that she was wearing the same dress year after year.
What a dreary waste life in our office must have been before Miss Larrabee came to us to edit a society page for the paper!
If a young married man danced more than twice in one evening with anyone but his wife, Miss Larrabee made faces at his back when he passed the office window, and if she caught a young married woman flirting, Miss Larrabee regaled us by telling with whom the woman in question had opened a "fresh bottle of emotions."
"So do you," he continued; "and as for my acquaintance with him yes, I had once the distinction of being his rival in a small way, a way so small, in fact, that it ended in his becoming a connection of mine by marriage. He's Larrabee Harman." That was a name somewhat familiar to readers of American newspapers even before its bearer was fairly out of college.
He had literally to force himself from sentence to sentence, when the time came for him to rise and open the proceedings with an exhortation. He had eagerly offered this function to the Presiding Elder, the Rev. Aziel P. Larrabee, who sat in severe silence on the little platform behind him, but had been informed that the dignitary would lead off in giving testimony later on.
To which he made invariable reply: "Oh, Miss Larrabee, don't be so sarcastic! I have a little item for you." The little item was always an account of one of his social triumphs. And there was a long list of them to his credit.
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