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"I am sorry you have so low an opinion," spoke up Keith from the doorway. "I am afraid I must hold the contrary as to the nobility of my chosen profession. It can be disgraced, I admit. That it has been disgraced, I agree. That it can be redeemed, I am going to prove." He bowed and left the office. Morrell went directly from Keith's office to Keith's house.
Little O'Grady thrust out his angry hands to rend his garment, but found that he had left it behind. Balked here, he was about to let them loose on his hair, when the Morrell Twins, at a sign from Andrew P. Hill, now speechless with anger, sprang up and seized Little O'Grady by both shoulders and hustled him out of the room.
It was characteristic that for the time being he fell completely under Mrs. Morrell's fascination. They were together fully half the time, appearing on the floor only occasionally, then disappearing in one or the other of the many nooks. Mrs. Morrell "bolted" her dances shamelessly. Keith thought her awfully amusing and ingenious in the way she managed this.
"You observed my smile. You remember we had a little wager. Don't bother to unlace me first. Just give the Bull Durham and cigarette papers to Morrell and Oppenheimer. And for full measure here's another smile." "Oh, I know your kind, Standing," the Warden lectured. "But it won't get you anything. If I don't break you, you'll break all strait-jacket records."
She stopped, and Dr. Morrell did not answer at once. Then he said seriously: "It's a continual fight with a man of Putney's temperament, and sometimes he gets beaten. Yes, I guess you'd better know it." "Poor Ellen!" "They don't allow themselves to be discouraged. As soon as he's on his feet they begin the fight again.
Morrell was vastly surprised to see him. She was clad in a formless pink silk wrapper, was reclining on a sofa, and was settling down to relaxation of mind and body by means of French novels and cigarettes, "Well, what are you doing here at this time of day?" was her greeting. "Came to bask in the light of your smiles, my dear," he replied with elephantine irony.
By contrast, Daffingdon Dill looked more of a gentleman than ever. "He's like his brother just!" said Virgilia to herself. "Imagine!" she added elliptically. While Morrell collected the men and impressed his very urgent and particular demands upon the intimidated steward, Virgilia, leaving Preciosa, bestowed a few moments' exertions upon Elizabeth Gibbons.
At first Keith's whole being was filled with rage. His mind whirled with plans for revenge. On the morrow he would hunt down Morrell and Sansome. At the thought of what he would do to them, his teeth clamped and his muscles stiffened. Then he became wholly preoccupied with Nan's narrow escape. His quick mind visualized a hundred possibilities suppose he had gone on Durkee's expedition?
Morrell approved of so highly?" "Yes." "I didn't know but it was some course of treatment. You pressed his hand so affectionately. I said to myself, Well, Annie's either an enthusiastic patient, or else " "What?" demanded Annie, at the little stop Lyra made. "Well, you know what people do say, Annie." "What?"
"I cannot bear to go and leave you all alone!" she said, raising her eyes to his. "You see, John Morrell is showing us his brand-new wife to-night and I couldn't resist; but I'll try to break away early." "You are eager to see Mrs. Morrell?" Truedale asked, and suddenly recalled the relation Lynda had once held to Morrell. He had not thought of it for many a day. "Very.
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