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'Master Lorimer, said the Prioress, 'with whom belike Lorimer of Barnet Sir Seneschal has had dealings, and she put forward the merchant, who had been falling back to his waggon. 'Yea, said Walter Wenlock frankly, holding out his hand. 'We have bought your wares and made proof of them, good sir. I am glad to welcome you, though I never saw you to the face before.
But there is one thing I want to know before you all leave," she concluded; "and that is how much cash you each have. Did anyone, by any chance, sell out?" "Yes, we did!" announced Ruth Henry, although the sandwich table had really been in charge of Elsie Lorimer. "Fine! How much?" "Thirty-two dollars and some change!" Ruth glanced triumphantly at Marjorie. "Anyone else?" inquired Miss Phillips.
I believe there's a short cut to it by water; at any rate I know the way she went." "'I know the way she went home with her maiden posy!" quoted Lorimer, with a laugh. "You are hit Phil, 'a very palpable hit'! Who would have thought it! Clara Winsleigh needn't poison her husband after all in-order to marry you, for nothing but a sun-empress will suit you now."
"You know," pursued Lorimer presently, "you gave me your promise, once, that you'd be with me on this cruise, whenever it came off. That's where the chin ought to come in. Man of your word, you know, and all that." "I'm mighty sorry, my dear fellow. Let's not talk about it." And clearly he was sorry.
The noise of the dancing and festivity in the distant picture-gallery did not penetrate here, and Lorimer sat at the organ, drawing out a few plaintive strains from its keys as he talked. "It's your fancy, Pierre," he said slowly. "Thelma may be a little tired to-day, perhaps but I know she's perfectly happy." "I think not so," returned Duprez.
He had prepared to annihilate Lorimer hip and thigh, for he was now convinced that his blank astonishment at the mention of The Dark Horse during their previous interview had been, in the words of the bard, a mere veneer, a wile of guile.
Anyway, she cares for you more than ordinary. Marry her as quick as you can and my blessing on you both! They were almost the last words he spoke," said Mrs. Lorimer, wiping her own eyes. "I thought it was so dear of Piers to tell me." "No doubt," sniffed Miss Whalley. "He is naturally anxious to secure your goodwill. But I wonder very much what point of view the dear Vicar takes of the matter.
Sometimes they shook each other, sometimes they lay still, sometimes they recommenced rolling. Both were perfectly silent, save that the larger personage seemed to breathe somewhat heavily. Lorimer stepped into the room to secure a better view then he broke into an irrepressible laugh. "It's Duprez," he cried, for the benefit of the others that stood at the door. "By Jove!
Nobody else would attempt to philosophize concerning Bobby Dane." "Why not? He is worth it, for he has other gifts than his wit." "Did he say anything about Lorimer?" Thayer asked abruptly. "He spoke of him once or twice." "Anything especial?" "N-o." There had been a slight hesitation. The next instant, Arlt felt Thayer's keen eyes upon him. "Is anything wrong with Lorimer?"
"All religions seem to me to be more or less the same, the question I can never settle is, which is the right one?" "Would you follow it if you knew?" asked Thelma, with a slight smile. Lorimer laughed. "Well, upon my life, I don't know!" he answered frankly, "I never was a praying sort of fellow, I don't seem to grasp the idea of it somehow.
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