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Updated: June 8, 2025
Well, no sooner does he 'ear his born name given him than he turns as white as the Day of Judgment, stares at Mr. 'Take him down to my berth, says Mr. Sebright. ''Tis poor old Norrie Carthew, he says." "And what what sort of a gentleman was this Mr. Carthew?" I gasped.
It shall stay here, and Dr. Lloyd Fenneben, Dean of Sunrise, and acting-Dean Vincent Burgess, A.B., Professor of Greek, and Victor Burleigh, Valedictorian, who goes East to a professorship in Harvard, and to the ministry of the gospel later on all you mighty men of valor will know how little Norrie Wream cares for money, except as it can make the world better and happier.
Coke tried to still the tumult by thundering a command to Norrie, second engineer, to throw open the throttle valve. He took the wheel in person, meaning to shape a course due east, and thus endeavor to avoid the cruiser's baleful glance. But some of the men realized instantly that this expedient would fail. They were in no mood for half measures.
At the very instant when she was saying to Mary Pole, across Philip Wayne's white waistcoat, that she had always thought of endowed institutions of creative art as belonging to the races of weaker individual initiative at the very instant when she was saying that, she was repeating to herself that the directness, the high-handedness, and the success of this kind of exploit was exactly what she would have expected of Norrie Ford.
"It was very natural. Go on." "And then came up all this excitement about Norrie Ford. For months the whole region talked of nothing else. Nearly every one believed he had shot his uncle, but, except in the villages, the sympathy with him was tremendous.
She was no flirt, but much association with Vincent Burgess had given her insight to know that Norrie Wream would never understand him. When Burgess returned to the Saxon House later in the evening, he met Bond Saxon at the door. "Say, Professor, the devil will be to pay again. That Mrs. Marian is back. Got here on the same train Funnybone came on.
"Why should Bond Saxon have a theory? And how did he know where to find me? And how did that gray-haired woman and her dog happen in on the scene just then? This is a grim sort of dime novel business, Norrie. Things don't fall out this way in real life unless there is some reason back of them. I think I'll bear investigating." "I think so myself you or your romantic rescuing squad.
You're hungry aren't you, Norrie?" "No, not very," answered Nora. "What's come to you, you're so quiet? You have lost all your spirit. I thought we would have a real rollicking time over our supper, laughing and talking, and telling our adventures. Oh! it was awful in that cave; and when you were away talking to the lady Banshee I did have a time of it.
Course, goin' in on the 8:03 I had to stand for a lot of kiddin'. They're a great bunch of humorists, them commuters. Nick and Norrie has spread the news around industrious about my sunrise spadin' stunt, and everybody has to pull his little wheeze. "How's the old back feel about now; eh, Torchy?" asks one. "Great stuff!" says another. "Everybody does it once."
But it's the fault of men in general that Norrie is what she is; the men of this town, I mean. No man has ever been a man with Norrie Elliot." "What have they been?" "Mice. It's a tradition of the place. They lie down in rows for her to trample on. So of course she tramples on them." "Well, I never trampled on mice myself," observed Festus Willard. "It sounds like uncertain footing.
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