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Larramie said to me that we had now gone so far that it would be a pity to send Percy back, and that he did not think there would be any danger, for his boy had been taught how to carry a gun properly. "We are all out-of-door people and sportsmen," he said, "and we begin early. But I suppose what you are thinking about is the danger of some of us ending soon. But we need not be afraid of that.
I never had anything happen like this, but who could have expected a great bear by the side of the road?" "Have you far to go?" I asked. "Not very about three miles. I made a call this morning on the other road, and was driving home. My name is Miss Larramie. My father's place is on this road. He is Henry Esmond Larramie." I had heard of the gentleman, but had never met him.
Even Mrs. Larramie said that if she fished at all she thought she ought to do everything for herself, and not depend upon other people. As much as possible I tried to be with Mr. Larramie and Walter. I had not the slightest distaste for the company of the ladies, but there was a consciousness upon me that there were pleasant things in which a man ought to restrict himself.
To the paralyzing terror occasioned by the sudden advent of the bear succeeded wild lamentations over the loss of property. I assured them that I was perfectly willing to make good the loss, but Mr. Larramie would not allow me to say anything on the subject. "It is not your affair," said he.
Chester so considers it, and yet, as she does not positively know it as she has not the actual proofs that her husband is no longer living she refuses in certain ways, in certain ways only, to consider herself a widow." "And what ways are those?" I asked, in a voice which, I hope, exhibited no undue emotion. "She declines to marry again," said Mrs. Larramie, now taking up the conversation.
There was nothing chronic about this consciousness. It was on duty for this occasion only. That night at the supper-table the conversation took a peculiar turn. Mr. Larramie was the chief speaker, and it pleased him to hold forth upon the merits of Mrs. Chester.
Even now, Percy, running across the yard, called to me that he would be ready to start in two minutes. When I took my seat in the wagon, Mr. Larramie was telling me that he would like me to inform Mrs.
It was not known whether it was necessary for her to continue the inn-keeping business, but the general belief was that it was not necessary. It was supposed that she had had money when she married Godfrey Chester, and he was not a poor man. Then came a strange revelation, which Mr. Larramie dwelt upon with considerable earnestness. There was an idea, he said, that Mrs.
Larramie made no answer; he had left college before any of the party present had been born; Mr. Walter looked a little confused; he had graduated several years before, and his classics were rusty. I felt that my pedagogical position made it incumbent upon me to take immediate action, but for the life of me I could not think of an appropriate phrase. "Give him high English!" cried Mr. Larramie.
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