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When the captain came into the classroom he was pale, and pulled nervously on his mustache Evidently his task of getting rid of the passionate teacher had not been a light one. He said but little, and shortly after the boys were dismissed and sent to bed. Sunday continued bright and clear, but it was so bitter cold that but few of the students went to church and Sunday school.
She paused, drawing her hand gently from his grasp, and holding it out toward me. "Yet, Captain," she continued, glancing at him archly over her shoulder, "I have likewise another knight, this wood ranger, who hath also won my deep regard and gratitude." De Croix scowled, and twisted his short mustache nervously. "You put a thorn beside every rose," he muttered. "'T was your way in Montreal."
Florio?" "If you wish, but slowly, slowly. I am so happy to have met you. Your company is a delight to me, Miss Hannaford. Can we not meet more often?" "I am always glad to see you," she answered nervously. "Good! A thought occurs to me." He pointed to the iron fence they were approaching. "Is not that a waste? Why does not the public authority what do you call it? make money of these railings?
"There is something I wanted to tell you, Froelich." Bobby waited impatiently. "That lady you were talking about, Madame de Corantin. I think I remember something." Bobby was nervously anxious to get away. What Clancey had to tell him mattered little now. "Oh, thanks very much, Clancey. The fact is, I've seen her." Clancey's nonchalant manner changed instantaneously. "Really!" he exclaimed.
He hesitated a moment, being always very diffident about his own work; but presently, having provided me with a cigar and made a good deal of unnecessary work in arranging the sheets of the manuscript, he began to read aloud, rather nervously, the opening chapters of the book now so well known under the title of 'Lynwood's Heritage.
It's my fault, not asking you straight out. Fred, tell me won't you? But if you are too cross with me, then don't tell me." She laughed nervously, hiding her submission beneath a seeming of mocking exaggeration of humility. "I'll be good. I'll behave."
I'm very serious. You know how much I used to think of you " "But that was long ago, and you were such a foolish boy," she cried, interrupting nervously. "Yes, I know; a boy must have his foolish streaks. How a fellow changes as he gets older, and how he looks back and laughs at the fancies he had when a boy. Same way with a girl, though, I suppose."
And as surely, either through his own lips or the lips of another, the identical reply always came: "Not a thing in the world!" At half past eleven he stopped deliberately and stood for a moment, nervously fingering his tie. He was thinking about the course of action that he had decided upon in that long, unusual vigil of the night before.
The man who had not spoken yet he looked younger, was some years older, and watched the faces of the other two while seeming to listen to something in the distance looked at a cheap watch nervously. "Wish the Sikhs were all like Kirby!" he said. "If this business comes to a head, we're going to wish we had a million Kirbys. What did he say? Temper of his men excellent, I suppose?"
When he was shown to his sitting-room on the eighth floor, he saw at a glance that everything was as it should be; there was but one detail in his mental picture that the place did not realize, so he rang for the bell boy and sent him down for flowers. He moved about nervously until the boy returned, putting away his new linen and fingering it delightedly as he did so.
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