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"Funny how she made me think of mother, back when I was a kid coming up from Texas," he mused. "Mother'd like her." It was the first time he had ever thought just that about a girl. "She's no relation to Honey," he added. "I'd bet a horse on that." He recalled how white and soft were Honey's hands, and he swore a little.
In a few minutes after the delivery of this note he will be in Newgate. Sign it," he added, as, after some further threats, the letter was indited according to his dictation, "and direct it to Mr. Austin. That's well. And, now, to find a messenger." "Mr. Kneebone's man is in the shop," said Rachel; "he'll take it." "Can I trust him?" mused Jack. "Yes; he'll suspect nothing.
"Isn't Dalton a brute?" said Randy. "He that calleth his brother a fool " mused the Major. He was still turning the mauve hat in his hands. "It is queer," he said unexpectedly, "how some women make you think of some flowers. Did you notice everything Miss MacVeigh wore was lilac and there's the perfume of it about her things " "Becky's a rose," said Randy, "from her own garden.
"Why not?" mused Johnny. "Nobody else seems to have a suspicion. Why should they? I'll never hear the last of it if they find me out. But why should they find me out? Well, something's got to be done." Johnny walked on quickly. At the door of the Autolycus Club he was undecided for a moment, then took his courage in both hands and plunged through the swing doors. "Is Mr. Herring Mr.
Before Jimmie could explain the foolishness of this proposition, he heard a pounding at the outer door of the water chamber. He bounded through the open doorway and looked out. There was a helmeted face against the pane. The boy was motioning for the door to be opened. "Now," mused Jimmie, "I wonder how he got up there? The lifting lines haven't moved. Why didn't he let me know he was coming up?"
"And I thought Anderson Rover's boys were all school kids! This lad has grown up fast. I wonder what he'll do next? I guess I had better keep my eye on him." When Dick reached the street he saw nothing of Sam. He looked up and down, and then walked slowly in the direction of Broadway. On the corner he came to a halt. "He must be somewhere around," he mused.
Course, she's an unedicated girl an' purty poor trash, you couldn't expect much else of a daughter of Martin Hawk, I guess, but that don't seem to make much difference when it comes to fallin' in love. You don't need to have much book learnin' fer that. I could tell ye about a girl I used to know, but we'll save it fer some other time." "I see," mused Kenneth, reflectively.
Knowing the sacrifices which I shall have made in order to marry her, she will not hesitate to place that fortune in my hands for our mutual use, said Aribert stiffly. 'You will decidedly be rich, mused Eugen, as his ideas dwelt on Theodore Racksole's reputed wealth. 'But have you thought of this, he asked, and his mild eyes glowed again in a sort of madness.
And again, forgetful of the revel, the earl turned to the serener landscape of the grove and the moonlit green sward, and mused and mused, till a soft arm thrown round him woke his revery. For this had his lady left the revel. Divining, by the instinct born of love, the gloom of her husband, she had stolen from pomp and pleasure to his side.
He had not threaded more than half the graves, however, when a human form arose from the grass, and seemed to walk like one who mused on the moral that the piles at his feet would be apt to excite. Again Don Camillo touched the handle of his rapier; then moving aside, in a manner to give himself an equal advantage from the light of the moon, he drew near the stranger.
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