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It mattered little how his clothes were cut or of what material they were made; so long as Dora Hastings walked through the rooms and chatted familiarly with him, not a girl present but stood ready to follow her example. Later in the evening Dora said to him, hesitatingly and almost timidly: "Mr. Mallery, I don't like you to think that I was making sport of that Bible verse.
Splendid ceremony, too! and they looked well, they all looked just grand, I tell you!" "Don't doubt it in the least, Tommy, but who the mischief were they?" "Why, Mr. Mallery and Miss Hastings, and Mr. Hastings and Miss Winny McPherson, and they're both of our firm, you know; at least Mr.
He had not long to wait; he heard the night-latch click sharply, and a moment thereafter the door swung open, and he confronted not a servant but Dora, looking nearly as white and quite as grave as she had on the day of the ride. "Dora!" he said, in his surprise and alarm. "Why, is it you? Where is your father?" "Papa is in his room. Is it Pliny, Mr. Mallery?" "Yes," said Theodore, gently.
On the left is a private dining-room, whose wall decorations mainly consist of Indian deer hieroglyphics, reproduced from old pictographs in Mallery Grotto. The Music-Room and Solarium. At the end of the north wing, on the office floor, fronting the Canyon's abyss, is a spacious room devoted to refined amusements.
There is also a building devoted to the accommodation of the employees of this department, comprised of kitchen and dining-rooms, sleeping quarters, and a smoking, reading and recreation room. The grounds around the employees' building, commonly called the mess house, are laid off into walks and gardens. The Mallery Grotto.
Pliny was also invited but had chosen not to come, so Ben Phillips had supplied his place as escort, and stood now chatting with her when a new arrival was announced. Mrs. Birge came to the end of the room where Dora stood, and with her a young gentleman. "Dora," she said, "permit me to introduce a young friend of mine Mr. Mallery, Miss Hastings."
"Least of all, my dear fellow, should I have hid the story from you, for from the first to the last you have been the means, under God, of my finding him; and, Mallery, one of the longest strides I ever took toward the 'strait gate' was that evening when you almost made me sign the pledge. Oh, we have a new name to our roll. Did I tell you? Mr. Ryan." "Not the lawyer?" "Yes, the lawyer.
"Nine seventy-two one moment, Mr. Stephens nine eighty-one, nine ninety, one thousand. Now, sir, what is it?" and in a moment thereafter Mr. Mallery emerged. The clerk repeated his statement. "Very well," said Theodore, "I'll be out in one moment." He still held the package of one thousand dollars which he had just counted in his hand. "There is your money, Mr.
When the wretched stupor of sleep had worn itself out upon him, and left the fearful headache to throb in his temples, Theodore was at his side, grave and sad and silent, but patient still, and gentle as a woman. Only a few words passed between them, Pliny speaking first in a cold, hard tone. "Go away, Mallery, and let me alone everything is over.
Well, Mallery, I'll be hanged if I haven't a mind to promise you; I'm sure I've no desire to go, it's only that confounded way I have of blundering into engagements." "I'm waiting," said Theodore, gravely. "Well, I won't go." "Thank you;" this time he smiled, and added: "How about the other matter, Pliny?" "That is different;" said Pliny, restlessly. "Not so easily decided on.
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