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He caught up a chair and raised it over his head, prepared to bring it down on Arima, who was only a few feet from him and coming fast. The Japanese raised his arms, to fend the expected blow. With sudden inspiration, Orme hurled the chair at his opponent's feet. There was a crash. Arima sprawled headlong.
The possibility that the Japanese had changed to the elevated road on the North Side was great, but the conductor might remember if the change had been made. But Orme did not turn at once toward the car-line. Though his logic pointed in that direction, he was irresistibly influenced by a desire to walk eastward along the drive where it skirted the southern end of the campus.
Slowly the day wore on, and General Laurance failed to call at the appointed hour to arrange the preliminaries of his marriage. His servant brought a note, which Mrs. Orme read when she reached the steamer, informing her that sudden and severe indisposition confined him to his bed, and requested an interview on the ensuing morning. Mrs.
"But what made him go off so suddenly? I hope there's nobody ill at The Cleeve!" And then the judge took his first spoonful of soup. "No, no; there is nothing of that sort," said Augustus. "His grandfather wants him, and Orme thought he might as well start at once. He was always a sudden harum-scarum fellow like that."
She hired a goatherd and rigidly oversaw his handiwork. Then she approached Dom Francisco one evening as he sat at her father's bedside and told him that he must find a purchaser for the goats all of them. The Reverend Orme, although he heard, took no interest in any temporal affair. Mrs. Leighton looked up and asked mildly: "Why, dear?" "Because we need money," said Natalie.
Howard, as he restored it to her, seized the opportunity of looking her full in the face, and assurance was made doubly sure. This girl did hold his friend Stafford's happiness in her hand. Ida was silent for a moment, because she knew she could not control her voice, could not keep it steady; then, with a quickened breath, she said: "Yes, I knew Mr. Orme Lord Highcliffe."
"Nothing the mistress would like better than to see herself reflected in a young pair of eyes." Thorbeorn accepted that as a matter of course; but presently he asked whether they saw much company at Erne Pillar. Not such a deal of company, Orme said. Now and again a ship came in, and there was a bustle, with men coming and going, cheapening the goods.
He swung the launch around and headed straight through the night. "Hold on tight," Orme cautioned the girl, and, coiling his lasso, he went to the bow. The launch moved steadily forward. Orme, straining his eyes in the endeavor to distinguish the other boat, saw it at last. It lay a few points to starboard, and Porter altered the course of the launch accordingly.
She kissed the girl's eyes and lips, held her off, gazing into her face through gathering mist, then drew her again to her bosom, and the long hoarded bitterness and agony found vent in a storm of sobs and tears. "I must sit joyless in my place; bereft As trees that suddenly have dropped their leaves, And dark as nights that have no moon." "Uncle Orme, are you awake?"
Orme smiled at the old man. "None the less," said he, "you will see the day before long, when not one railroad, but many, will cross these plains. As for the telegraph, if only we had a way of tapping these wires, we might find it extremely useful to us all right now." "The old ways were good enough," insisted Auberry. "As fur telegraphin', it ain't new on these plains.
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