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Britz lifted the receiver to his ear, made several replies in monosyllables, then returned the receiver to the hook. "That was Watson up at Delmore Park," he informed the chief. "Says Josephine Burden is on her way to the Tombs to visit Beard." "Josephine Burden!" echoed Manning in undisguised surprise. "The cotton king's daughter! Why, she's engaged to Lester Ward."
There was the clump of holly-hocks, and close beside it, the little green door. "Good-bye, good-bye!" they cried to Lester, "and thank you, oh thank you, but we must hurry!" Lester waved his cap to them, and then raced down the avenue. Then, treading softly, they ran along the little path, past the holly- hocks, and the little green door was closed.
"To its owner?" he repeated, his eyes narrowing. "Yes, I thought he'd be around for it, though I hardly thought he'd come so soon. Who does it happen to be, Lester?" "Why," I said, a little impatiently, "you know as well as I do that it belongs to Armand & Son." "You've seen their representative, then?" he queried, a little flush of excitement which I could not understand spreading over his face.
An East Indiaman the Mountjoy was lost somewhere on the Kent Group about sixty years ago; and I have read that she had a lot of specie on board. Now, as soon as Mrs. Lester has rested a bit, we'll start."
"Say not so, Dame," said Lester; "did I not send you but yesterday bread and money? and when do you ever look up at the Hall without obtaining relief?" "But the bread was as dry as a stick," growled the hag: "and the money, what was it? will it last a week? Oh, yes! Ye think as much of your doits and mites, as if ye stripped yourselves of a comfort to give it to us.
If ever you see cause to alter a theory that I still think erroneous, though lofty remember me; and at all times, and on all occasions," he added, with a smile, "when a friend becomes a necessary evil, call to mind our starlit walk on the castle terrace." Aram did not mention to Lester, or even Madeline, the above conversation.
I am taking Vesta and leaving, and I think it is really better that I should. Lester, I ought to do it. You know when you met me we were very poor, and my condition was such that I didn't think any good man would ever want me. When you came along and told me you loved me I was hardly able to think just what I ought to do. You made me love you, Lester, in spite of myself.
They were all rather unfriendly to Lester at present, and he realized that he was facing a ticklish situation. The solution was to get rid of Jennie. If he did that he would not need to be begging for stock. If he didn't, he was flying in the face of his father's last will and testament. He turned the matter over in his mind slowly and deliberately. He could quite see how things were coming out.
When he perceived Lester at the window he waved to the librarian, and jumping from the car as it drew up at the front door, he came across the court to a side door, which gave access to the library staircase. As he entered the room Lester was disagreeably struck by his aspect. It was that of a man who has slept ill and drunk unwisely.
And, indeed, given the circumstances of the family, on that particular afternoon, nothing could be more certain than blows of some kind before long.... "You see Mr. Lester?" said her mother, abruptly. "I thought Arthur would get him in." Marcia's dreaminess departed.
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