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He had startling ideas of the moral evolution of man, and these he would pour into the ears of his young listener until ten o'clock, after which, like the English Sumner in Philadelphia, he would grill a herring, and the evening would end. Those were fermenting discourses that young Samuel Clemens listened to that winter in Macfarlane's room, and they did not fail to influence his later thought.
"Yes; trying to find some technical flaw by which he could be ousted." "It can't be done. You must strike higher. Are you fully convinced of Judge MacFarlane's venality?" "As fully as I can be without having seen with my own eyes and heard with my own ears." Marston opened his watch and looked at it. Then he lighted another of the villainous little cigars. "We have an hour yet," he said.
How he had begun by telling Mr. Guthrie of his own and Mr. MacFarlane's opinion of the property, as he did not want to sell anything he himself considered worthless. How he had told him frankly what Peter had said of his Mr. Guthrie's fairness and honesty; how he was at work for his prospective father-in-law, the distinguished engineer of whom Mr.
"Yes; but particularly he is the advisory counsel of the Plantagould System. Ever since you showed me that letter I have been trying to account for his presence in Gaston on the day before Judge MacFarlane's spring term of court. I should never have found out but for Mrs. Brentwood." "Mrs. Brentwood!" Miss Van Brock nodded.
Next morning Speug and a couple of friends happened by the merest accident to be loitering at Bailie MacFarlane's shop window, and examining with interest the ancient furniture exposed, at the very time when that worthy magistrate came out and questioned Dr. Manley "How things were going up-bye wi' the maister?" "Not well, bailie, not well at all.
He had no remembrance of what had occurred, after he had emptied young Macfarlane's flask of Glenlivet; he had no idea that he had been almost carried from his garden into his parlor, and there flung on the sofa and left to sleep off the effects of his strong tipple; least of all did he dream that he had betrayed any of his intentions towards Thelma Gueldmar, or given his religious opinions with such free and undisguised candor.
The half-breed changed color and edged behind Macfarlane's gun. Colina presently reappeared, showing a white and stony face. "Mr. Pringle," she said, "go down and lock the side door and bring me the key. The rest of you go to the library and wait for me." Ambrose flushed darkly. That Colina should even for a moment hold the balance between him and the half-breed made him burn with anger.
He glanced at the girl the fair and innocent creature who had, in his imagination, risen to a throne of imperial height, from whence she could bestow on him death or salvation. How calm she seemed! She was listening with courteous patience to a long story of Macfarlane's whose Scotch accent rendered it difficult for her to understand.
"Did he give it?" "He did. He said in sober earnest just what Hunnicott had said in a joke: 'If I had your case to fight, I should try to obliterate Judge MacFarlane. I began to say that MacFarlane's removal wouldn't help us so long as Bucks has the appointing of his successor, and then he turned on me and hammered it in with a last word just as we were leaving the train: 'I didn't say remove; I said obliterate. I caught on, after so long a time, and I've been hard at work ever since."
We can't enjoin an officer of the court; and there is no authority in the State that will set aside Judge MacFarlane's order when that order was made under technically legal conditions." "You could have told him all that in the first five minutes," said Ormsby. "I did tell him, and was mildly sat upon. To-day he came around and gave me back my opinion, clause for clause, as his own.
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