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Updated: May 20, 2025
In my soul I cried out to myself: "Am I ever to break free from young women! Is there to be a railroad accident between here and Waterton! If so, I shall save the nearest old gentleman!" I believe the Larramies were truly sorry to have me go. Each one of them in turn told me so. Mrs.
It may be vanity, but I think she wanted me to like her, and one reason for believing this was the fact that when she was with me and I saw a great deal of her during the afternoon and evening I spent with the Larramies she did not talk so much, and when she did speak she invariably said something I wanted to hear.
Instinctively I made a movement towards him, but he did not run. I turned my eyes away from him and mounted. I could not kill a boy in the presence of a nurse-maid. I was about to turn in the direction of Walford, but then into my trouble-tossed mind there came the recollection that I had intended, no matter what happened, to call on the Larramies before I went home.
I believe she suspected that I had something to say to her which had nothing to do with the bear or the Larramies, for I had been conscious that my speech had been a little rambling, as if I were earnestly thinking of something else than what I was saying, and that she desired I should be taken away without an opportunity to unburden my mind; but now, hearing me tramping about and knowing that I was looking for her, she was obliged to show herself.
I owed it to them, and at this moment their house seemed like a port of refuge. The Larramies received me with wide-opened eyes and outstretched hands.
They knew, of course, that I had stopped with the Putneys, for I had told them that, but they had also heard that I had spent a night at the Holly Sprig, and had afterwards stayed with the Larramies. But of anything which had happened which in the slightest degree had jarred upon my feelings they did not appear to have heard the slightest mention.
He was too rich to have any prospects which might be interfered with. Amy Willoughby married Walter Larramie. That was a thing which might well have been expected. I was very glad to hear it, for I shall never fail to be interested in the Larramies. About a year ago there was a grand wedding at the Putney city mansion. The daughter of the family was married to an Italian gentleman with a title.
Genevieve was in favor of combing and cleaning, oiling and dyeing the hide of the bear without taking it off. "If you would do that," she declared, "he would be a beautiful bear, and we would give him away. They would be glad to have him at Central Park." The Larramies would not listen to my leaving that day.
They were now a little family of three, although there was a brother who had started away the day before on a bicycling tour very like my own, and they were both so delighted to have Amy visit the Larramies, and they were both so delighted to have her come back.
Now she wanted to know how I had managed to get on with the bear, and what the people at the Cheltenham said about it, and when I went on to tell her the whole story, which I did at considerable length, she was intensely interested. She shuddered at the runaway, she laughed heartily at the uprising of the McKenna sister, and she listened earnestly to everything I had to say about the Larramies.
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