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Grennell, who was rushing breathlessly up the steps. "Has the train gone?" panted the minister. "Yes." Dr. Grennell wiped his heated forehead. "I am sorry for that," he said, "I wanted especially to see the Judge." He had a letter in his hand, and he stood looking at it perplexedly.
"So you DID get here, after all?" he exclaimed, casting a wondering eye on the astute and haggard little countenance of young Carfry's French tutor. "Oh, I got here yes," M. Riviere smiled with drawn lips. "But not for long; I return the day after tomorrow." He stood grasping his light valise in one neatly gloved hand, and gazing anxiously, perplexedly, almost appealingly, into Archer's face.
When I had passed through the swing-doors, I found him gazing perplexedly up and down the street. "What is the matter?" I asked. "It's gone!" "What has gone?" "The car!" "Oh, the car?" said Ralph Bingham. "That's all right. Didn't I tell you about that? I bought it just now and engaged the driver as my chauffeur, I've been meaning to buy a car for a long time. A man ought to have a car."
As dawn began to lighten the eastern sky-line no man could say and least of all himself which counsel would in the end prevail. When the purser appeared on deck he gazed perplexedly at the haggard and distracted face which confronted him and the nervous pitch of the voice that put rapid questions. It was obvious that this solitary passenger had not been in his berth.
"C-Cynthy," he said, putting his hand over hers on the table, "I want you to do something for me er for me," he repeated, emphasizing the last word. "I'll do anything in the world for you, Uncle Jethro," she answered; "you know that. What what is it?" "L-like Mr. Merrill, don't you?" "Yes, indeed." "L-like Mrs. Merrill like the gals don't you?" "Very much," said Cynthia, perplexedly.
Once he looked perplexedly at Paulina Maria, but she was singing hard, in a true strong voice, and did not heed him. The strangers sat behind her. There was a large man, lumbering and uncomfortable in his best clothes, a small woman, and three little girls, all dressed in blue delaine gowns and black silk mantillas and blue bonnets.
He smartly swung his saber to his shoulder, ordering, "Come on!" Gertie edged forward, perplexedly sucking a finger-joint, and followed him along Lake Street toward open country. They took to the Minnesota & Dakota railroad track, a natural footpath in a land where the trains were few and not fast, as was the condition of the single-tracked M. & D. of 1893.
Gannett stood above her perplexedly: he felt as though she were being swept away by some implacable current while he stood helpless on its bank. At length he said, "Lydia, don't think me a brute but don't you see yourself that it won't do?" "Yes, I see it won't do," she said without raising her head. His face cleared. "Then we'll go to-morrow." "Go where?" "To Paris; to be married."
"You do make me feel as if I had, and I don't know what I should do if you did not, but" she frowned perplexedly "all the same, one would not have thought they would have gone off in this way without giving me a moment's notice," she said, in rather an injured fashion, "after I have lived with them so long. I never thought they really cared much about me. Mrs.
"C-Cynthy," he said, putting his hand over hers on the table, "I want you to do something for me er for me," he repeated, emphasizing the last word. "I'll do anything in the world for you, Uncle Jethro," she answered; "you know that. What what is it?" "L-like Mr. Merrill, don't you?" "Yes, indeed." "L-like Mrs. Merrill like the gals don't you?" "Very much," said Cynthia, perplexedly.
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