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"Will you stand by me, Jasper, not for what I deserve, but for what I need?" "Yes," answered Jasper Peyton. He smiled suddenly, with all the old, tense misery quite gone from his face. "We're going to stand by you, Anthony, all of us. We are with you still." Cousin Tom was giving rapid directions as they went out to the waiting automobiles.
You will have people looking into your own past; they will be saying, 'If one of the family was crooked, why not another? There is always a pack of gossips and scandalmongers who are only too glad to snap at the heels of any prominent man. I will loose them all upon you, Jasper Peyton, every one."
"Oh, speak not so unkindly to me, dearest Miss Wharton my own Frances. I would this moment die for you for Henry but I cannot forget my duty cannot forfeit my honor; you yourself would be the first to despise me if I did." "Peyton Dunwoodie!" said Frances, solemnly, and with a face of ashy paleness, "you have told me you have sworn, that you love me "
For the past two years she had refused to think of it except under pressure; and then she recalled it only as the occasion when Victoria and Stephen had been in France, and poor Peyton in a training camp. Her feeling had been violent, but entirely personal, while Mr.
Peyton, what do you think would be the result of a charge by a squadron of ladies upon Tarleton's Legion?" "I can't answer for Tarleton," laughingly replied the orderly, who had just entered the room, "but I am afraid I should throw down my arms and desert in the face of the enemy." "You are an ungallant fellow, Peyton, to hint even that the ladies could ever be your enemies."
He had jumped a fence as high and wide as respectability; and he enormously preferred Savina's sort of courage to this mad galloping over the country. What Claire and Peyton and Mina Raff talked about, longed for, Savina took.
The dead Californian's regrets for the abandonment of all effort in the Pacific, the cutting-off and uselessness of the great trans-Mississippi region, all return to him in vain sorrow. By Maxime Valois' grave, Peyton wonders if the battle-consecrated blood of the sons has washed away the sins of the fathers. He knows not of the brighter days, when the past shall seem a vision of romance.
Peyton hurriedly recounted her husband's story of Clarence's fortune, and was even joyfully surprised into some fairness of statement. "But you don't remember him much, do you, dear? It was so long ago, and you are quite a young lady now," she added eagerly. The open mouth was still fixed; the wondering smile would have been idiotic in any face less dimpled, rosy, and piquant than Susy's.
However, not to keep you in suspense, Miss Peyton said that you were one of the wittiest young men she knew of, and you were quite the life of the house." "I suppose I ought to blush," said Dick; "but I'm a prey to hunger just now, and it's too much of an effort." "I'll excuse you this time," said Fosdick. "As to the hunger, that's easily remedied.
"Oh," said Harry sarcastically, "how blessed polite we are!" "That'll do. Let up on him, will you?" said Peyton, roughly, to his subordinate. "The boy knows what he's about. But," he continued, addressing Clarence, "how was it the Injin didn't see you?" "I was very still on account of not waking Susy," said Clarence, "and " He hesitated. "And what?"
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