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"It wasn't dishonest. The Ledger's too clever for that. It was unhonest. You can't be both neutral and fair on cold-blooded murder." "You weren't precisely neutral in The Courier." Edmonds chuckled. "I did rather put it over on the paper. But that was easy. Simply a matter of lining up the facts in logical sequence." "Horace Vanney says you're an anarchist." "It's mutual. I think he's one.
A minute or two, and with the same light, hurried step, she descended the stairs, sprang past the ledger's room, sped down to the kitchen. Under other circumstances Bessie must surely have noticed a strangeness in her look, in her manner; but to-night Bessie had thought for nothing but her own calamities. Another day, and no further news from Sam. Mrs. Byass was ill; would they let her know Mr.
"Rousin Redhead, what's the raisin you didn't take the arms from Captain St. Ledger's stewart? Sixteen men armed was enough to do it, an' yees failed." "Ay, an' if you had been wid us, and sixteen more to the back o' that, you'd failed too. Begarra, captain dear, it seems that good people is scarce.
Whatever The Ledger's shortcomings, it at least stood first in its field. But was there any future for him there, other than as a conspicuously well-paid reporter? In spite of the critical situation which his story of the Sippiac riots had brought about, he knew that he was safe as long as he wished to stay.
Turning, Banneker met the cynical and near-sighted eyes of Gurney, The Ledger's dramatic critic, with whom he had merely a nodding acquaintance, as Gurney seldom visited the office except at off-hours. "Yes; I'd like to," he answered. "Little Betty spotted you and has been demanding that the management bring you back for inspection." "The play is a big success, isn't it?"
"You know you do love him," he continued, his eyes flashing defiantly, "even if you did have a scrap and he loves you, too! And that dang St. Ledger's just nothing but a a a squirt that's what he is and if I was Bill Carmody I'd punch his head for him if he even spoke to you again if you was my girl!
He had taken pains to ascertain the facts from the oldest Ledger's old wife, and when first he heard her tell how she had opened her door at dawn to let in her husband, during the great gale that was rocking the orchard trees and filling the air with whirls of blossom, that came down like a thick fall of snow, he made an observation which was felt at the time to have an edifying power in it, and which was incorporated with the story ever after.
I always have two dogs in the house, one here and one in my bedroom, and there are five or six outside." Mr. Wallace and the Malay Archipelago Animals Birds General characteristics of plants European flora in mountains Darwin's explanation Fruits History of cinchona introduction Mr. Ledger's story Indiarubber. Wallace, the naturalist, in "the study of man and nature" in the Malay Archipelago.
"Oh, you Ledger fellows are always giving the college yell for each other," said McHale, impatiently voicing the local jealousy of The Ledger's recognized esprit de corps. "I've seen bigger rockets than him come down in the ash-heap." "He won't," prophesied Tommy Burt, The Ledger's humorous specialist. "He'll go up and stay up. High! He's got the stuff."
"If nobody asked questions," pointed out Banneker, remembering Gardner's resolute devotion to his professional ideals, "there wouldn't be any news, would there?" "Sure! That's right," agreed the gilded youth. "The Ledger's the decentest paper in town, too. It's a gentleman's paper. I know a feller on it; Guy Mallory; was in my class at college. Give you a letter to him if you like."
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