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If you think I haven't had times when it's been hell, you're quite mistaken. I wonder if you can guess what it means to me in here" he tapped his breast "to go round among all these good, kind, honorable people, passing myself off as Herbert Strange when all the time I'm Norrie Ford and a convict? But I'm forced to. There's no way out of it."
"I had a nice long chat with the Great Unknown, who was sitting beside you, when the ladies left the dining-room. Who do you think he is?" After the shocks of the last two hours, she was prepared to hear Wayne tell her, in an offhand way, that it was Norrie Ford. Nevertheless, she summoned what was left of her stunned faculties and did her best to speak carefully. "I heard them call him Mr.
But I am sure to, before the time comes; and I have got three months." "But won't he let you off, father? Must you really pay it in three months?" "God help me, Norrie! I can't, not just now; but I will before the time comes." "But what did he say, father? I don't understand." "It's this, Nora. Ah, you have a wise little head on your shoulders, even though you are an Irish colleen.
"Why, it wasn't representative at all, of course. We were the most important people they had there, and I'm sorry now that we went. Who are the Israelses and the Hoecksemas, anyhow? That dreadful woman!" "I was talking to Haguenin of the Press in the afternoon," observed Norrie. "He says that Cowperwood failed in Philadelphia before he came here, and that there were a lot of lawsuits.
She came forward smilingly and offered her hand. "Makes me homesick for old Cambridge and Uncle Joshua when I see you. I want to go down to Lagonda Ledge, and I don't know the streets at all. Don't you want to show me the way?" "Can't you wait for me to do that, Norrie? I have only one more engagement for the afternoon, and Miss Saxon will be wanting to dust in here soon." Dr.
"A good name too; only it weren't his. He was a gen'lem'n born, sir, as had gone maskewerading. One of our officers knowed him at 'ome, reckonises him, steps up, 'olds out his 'and right off, and says he: ''Ullo, Norrie, old chappie! he says. The other was coming up, as bold as look at it; didn't seem put out that's where blood tells, sir!
Aileen, urgent, elemental, would have laughed at all this if she could have understood. Not understanding, she felt diffident and uncertain of herself in certain presences. Instance in this connection Mrs. Norrie Simms, who was a satellite of Mrs. Anson Merrill. To be invited to the Anson Merrills' for tea, dinner, luncheon, or to be driven down-town by Mrs. Merrill, was paradise to Mrs. Simms.
I got me rag out, I admit, an' 'oo wouldn't after bein' 'owled down by those swine forrard. My godfather! Watch me put it over 'em w'en I get the chanst. Stop 'er, Norrie! There's plenty of way on 'er to round that bend."
Such interesting figures as Samuel Blackman, once president of the old Chicago Gas Company, and now a director of the Prairie National; Hudson Baker, once president of the West Chicago Gas Company, and now a director of the Chicago Central National; Ormonde Ricketts, publisher of the Chronicle and director of the Third National; Norrie Simms, president of the Douglas Trust Company; Walter Rysam Cotton, once an active wholesale coffee-broker, but now a director principally of various institutions, were all en route.
There were many things I learned at Joshua's bedside that I never knew of the family before. There were some things for you to know, but not now." "I can trust you, Uncle Lloyd, to do just the right thing," Norrie declared. The new line of sadness deepened in Lloyd Fenneben's face. "That is a hard thing to do sometimes. Your trust will help me wonderfully, however," he replied.
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