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"We expect to start construction on the Yellow Creek branch in six weeks, and will be wanting an 'advance guard' of three or four heady, resourceful operators with the construction train, or on ahead. Would you like to go? and your friend Orr? There'll be plenty of excitement before we are through." "I'd like nothing better, sir, or Orr either, I know," declared Alex with immediate interest.
"I'm real sorry, Miss," repeated the maid. "Miss Lydia'll be sorry, too. Who shall I say, please?" "Miss Dix," replied Ellen. She walked past the maid, who held the door wide for her exit. Then she paused. A surprising sight met her eyes. Lydia Orr, hatless, flushed as if by rapid flight, was just reaching the steps, convoying the strange old man Ellen had met on the road a short time before.
He was looking away down at the bunkhouse, where a group of the men were gathered about Archie Orr, who, seated on his horse, was evidently telling his tale afresh. Diane approached him. He did not even turn to meet her. "Jake, I want Bess at once. Hitch her to the buckboard, and have her sent round to the kitchen door." "What are you goin' to do, my girl?" he asked, without shifting his gaze.
You owe that to them before any act of vengeance be made. When you have achieved their comfort, you are at liberty to plunge into any rashness you choose. I am no youngster, Archie Orr, I am a man of years, who has seen, all my life, only through a brain rendered doubly acute by lack of sight, and my advice is worthy of your consideration.
The wagons and teams of Jerkline Jo's freight outfit were covered with flags, and Jo's proud skinners paraded the streets, the wagons loaded with cheering townspeople. Carried on the shoulders of men, the bride and groom were escorted to the Palace Dance Hall, where a banquet had been prepared, over which presided Twitter-or-Tweet Orr Tweet.
Her hair, very tightly frizzed, projected from beneath the brim of her straw hat on both sides. "I'm going out to see if I can catch that Orr girl this afternoon," she explained, as she took a seat beside her sister-in-law. "She ought to want a copy of Famous People in the best binding, too. I ain't sold a leather-bound yit, not even in Grenoble. They come in red with gold lettering.
Captain Orr was kind enough to allow us to make the ship our hotel during the Sunday, as it was by no means convenient for us to remove our luggage on that day. My father took me ashore and we walked to Regent's Park. One of my sisters, who was visiting a friend in London, was residing in that neighbourhood.
"He never ceased," says Mrs. Orr, "to defend him against the charge of unkindness to his wife, or to believe that, in the matter of their domestic unhappiness, she was the more responsible of the two.... He always thought her a hard unlovable woman, and I believe little liking was lost between them ... Yet Carlyle never rendered him that service easy as it appears which one man of letters most justly values from another, that of proclaiming the admiration which he privately professed for his work."
Rather strangely, father and daughter had not been as close as their similar natures and needs would suggest. While Mrs. Orr may not have been jealous, she preempted her husband's home hours mercilessly; but in her father's death Hortense came to know that one of the few props of her stability had been removed.
He turned his eyes from the road to stare at her for an instant. "Did he tell you his name was Orr?" he asked sharply. It was Ellen's turn to stare. "Why, if he is Miss Orr's father " she began. "Oh, of course," said Jim hurriedly. "I was just wondering if he had introduced himself." Ellen was silent. She was convinced that there was some mystery about the pale old man.
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