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"Frankly, Race, I don't think you're in a proper mood to talk." "You're right." Something in Moran's voice suggested the explosion of a fire-arm, and the Senator looked at him curiously. "I'm through talking. We've both of us talked too damn much, and that's a fact."
He must have thought himself a fool when he found me sitting here in the thick flesh. But what he said did not seem nonsense to me; it seemed like some immortal wisdom come from another world. Remember that I was on the point of going. Nor is this all. If nothing else had happened, I might have looked upon Father Moran's visit as a coincidence. But why should the wind rise?
Get up!" urged the big foreman, as he strained at the coat sleeve. But the horse stood perfectly still, and refused to be coaxed further. "I'll bet Jack o' Lantern is around here somewhere. Jack o' oh, Jack o'!" he shouted, for Tom Moran's throat was choked. He could not call the boy's name. "Jack o' Lantern where are you?" reiterated Alick Duncan. But there was no reply.
I think, indeed, they were relatives," "Was Doctor Moran his physician?" "Yes, sir. A very good physician, I believe; I know, that he is a very courteous and entertaining gentleman." "And pray, George, how do you come by such an opinion?" "I had the honour of spending an evening at Doctor Moran's house this week; and if you will believe me, sir, he has a daughter that shames every other beauty.
The expression of Moran's eyes, which had become mere slits in his inflamed and puffy face, showed that for the time he was quite beyond himself. What with his blued skin and distended veins, his puffed lips and slurred speech, he seemed on the brink of an apoplectic seizure. Rexhill watched him anxiously. "Come, come, man. Brace up," he burst out, at length.
She sat in the shadow of her window curtains and watched the almost constant stream of visitors, and messengers, and tradespeople at Doctor Moran's house; and she longed to have her hands among the lovely things, and to give her opinion about the delightful events sure to make the next few weeks full of interest and pleasure.
James's Club, for immediately afterwards Milnes proposed Henry Adams for membership, and unless his memory erred, the nomination was seconded by Tricoupi and endorsed by Laurence Oliphant and Evelyn Ashley. The list was a little singular for variety, but on the whole it suggested that the private secretary was getting on. ON Moran's promotion to be Secretary, Mr.
I ask from you, for my son, who is a humble and ardent suitor for Miss Moran's hand, all the favour his sincere devotion to her deserves, We have both been young, we have both loved, accept then his affection as some atonement for any grievance or injustice you remember against myself.
Her folks invited jackies to dinner at the house nearly every Sunday. Maybe, if they gave him thirty-six hours' leave next time "Hey, Sweetheart!" sounded in a hissing whisper from Moran's hammock. "What?" "Say, was that four steps and then turn-turn, or four and two steps t' the side? I kinda forgot." "O, shut up!" growled Monicker, from the other side. "Let a fellow sleep, can't you!
But that did not detract from their thrill. Moran's audience grew as he talked. And he talked until he and Tyler had to run all the way to the Northwestern station for the last train that would get them on the Station before shore leave expired. Moran, on leaving, shook hands like a presidential candidate. "I never met up with a finer bunch of ladies," he assured them, again and again.
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