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McClosky, that he repeated it again, after John Ashe had led him into his private office, where, depositing his valise in the middle of the floor, and sitting down before it, he began carefully to avoid the eye of his host.
They isn't a girl in Tuolumne ez could strike it ez rich as you hev even if they got the chance." He paused again, and then said, "Jinny?" "Yes, father." "You'se in bed, and ondressed?" "Yes." "You couldn't," said Mr. McClosky, glancing hopelessly at the two chairs, and slowly rubbing his chin, "you couldn't dress yourself again could yer?" "Why, father!"
McClosky meekly; "but my girl Jinny's jist got back from a little tear up at Robinson's, and ain't inclined to turn in yet. You know what girls is. So I thought we three would jist have a social chat together to pass away the time." "You mendacious old hypocrite!
I've heard, Jinny that he's a poet writes them rhymes, you know." Mr. McClosky here appealed submissively but directly to his daughter. He remembered that she had frequently been in receipt of printed elegaic couplets known as "mottoes," containing enclosures equally saccharine. Miss Jenny slightly curled her pretty lip.
You will lower your gold into boats, row it across, and land it here on my deck. When it is all there, and has been inspected by me, you will send one boat rowed by two men only, into which Miss Macrae shall be placed and sent back to you. When that has been done we shall part, I hope, on friendly terms and with mutual respect. 'Captain McClosky, said Mr.
When Miss Jenny had slipped up stairs to replace a collar that stood somewhat suspiciously awry, Mr. McClosky drew Ridgeway solemnly aside. He held a large theatre poster in one hand, and an open newspaper in the other. "I allus said," he remarked slowly, with the air of merely renewing a suspended conversation, "I allus said that riding three horses to onct wasn't exactly in her line.
"How should I know that 'HE' meant Ridgeway?" he said apologetically, as he went and returned with the young gentleman. The surgeon, who was still holding her pulse, smiled, and thought that with a little care and attention the stimulants might be diminished and -he might leave the patient for some hours with perfect safety. He would give further directions to Mr. McClosky down stairs.
"It's a great deal better business for her to have a husband in the 'profesh' if she's agoin' to stick to it," said his informant, Mrs. McClosky, "and she's nothing if she ain't business and profesh, Mr. Brant. I never see a girl that was born for the stage yes, you might say jess cut out o' the boards of the stage as that girl Susy is!
"And how is Mr. Dent getting on?" Her father replied that he was getting on very well indeed, so well, in fact, that he was able to leave for San Francisco two days ago. "He wanted to be remembered to you, Jinny, 'remembered kindly, yes, they is the very words he used," said Mr. McClosky, looking down, and consulting one of his large shoes for corroboration.
Yet here was this stranger, provincial, overdressed, and extravagant, whose vulgarity was only made tolerable through her good humor, who had awakened that interest which the refined Mrs. Peyton had never yet been able to touch. As Mrs. McClosky swept out of the room with Susy he turned away with a sinking heart.
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