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As he did so, Tom caught his first glimpse of the newcomer's face, and his heart gave a leap of surprise as well as repulsion when he recognized Nick Rabig. The last news that Tom had had of Rabig was that he had been taken prisoner in the preceding Fall.
Her heart thrilled with joy at the thought that there was now no veil of misunderstanding between her and her beloved principal. "And so this is Mary Raymond." Miss Archer took the newcomer's hand in both her own. "We are glad to welcome you into our school, my dear. Your principal at Franklin High School has already written me of you. How long have you been in Sanford?"
The lanky one grinned as the stranger turned back through the litter of log outbuildings, guided by the hissing squeak of bellows and the clang of a sledge on hot iron. Several men pressed close to the windows in anticipation of viewing the newcomer's surprise at greeting the Three Bar boss.
"That seems to be it." "I'm sorry he killed the horse," said Donald. "We need him." "Perhaps he didn't," suggested Adrian. "Suppose we ride over and see." Suiting the action to the word, the boys rode out into the open, much to the newcomer's surprise and consternation. "Señors," he exclaimed, as he came running toward them, "I am sorry I had to hurt your horse; but I couldn't lose my brother."
The Authentic, getting in front of his wicket, to pull one of the simplest long-hops ever seen on a cricket field, missed it, and was l.b.w. And the next ball upset the newcomer's leg stump. The school revived. Bowlers and field were infused with a new life. Another wicket two stumps knocked out of the ground by Burgess helped the thing on.
The young newcomer's bullet had struck the butt of the holstered gun and smashed it to bits. Garvey stared at the handleless gun as if stupefied. Then his amazed glance fell upon the stranger, who was smiling easily through the flickering powder fumes. "Who who are yuh?" he stammered. The stranger smiled. "Kid Wolf," he drawled, "from Texas, sah.
This remarkable man, who would be in turn actor, manager, playwright, and a pretty bad Poet Laureate before death would put an extinguisher on his prolific muses, had at first no exalted opinion of the newcomer's powers.
The newcomer's perfect costume, the assurance and refinement of her manner, even the unconscious adoration in Benny's sea-blue eyes, all pointed to a superiority which made Sylvia vaguely resentful of her. What Miss Lacey had she been talking about? Aunt Martha, of course. Hadn't Cap'n Lem spoken of her also?
It was the newcomer's manner, if anything, that curtailed the usual friendly intercourse at the Ball table. Ida May possessed some powers of observation. She would have said herself that she was able to "put two and two together." The way the meal had been cooked, the way it was served, and the work entailed in doing both these things, were matters not overlooked by the visitor.
He and Frank Whittaker were drinking cocktails; the others Jeanette Vanderwall, Vera Villalonga, a flushed, excitable woman older than Rachael, and Jimmy and Estelle Hoyt had refused the drink, but were adding much noise and laughter to the newcomer's welcome. "Hello, Clarence" Rachael said, appraising the situation rapidly as she came up.
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