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If he could put it into Pinney's hands, and give him carte blanche, to work in all the romance he liked " "Brice!" she shrieked. "Well, we needn't give it away, and if we don't, nobody else will." "No, and we must always keep it sacredly secret. Promise me one thing!" "Twenty!" "That you will let me hold your hand all through the first performance of that part. Will you?"
He debated the question as he came lagging over the grass with his cushion in one hand and Pinney's letter, still opened, in the other. He said to Matt, who came out to get the cushion of him, "Here's something I'd like to talk over with you, when you've the time." "Well, after dinner," said Matt.
He wished to call for help; but Northwick said the pain would pass, and asked him to get him some medicine he had in his hand-bag; and when he had taken that he was easier. But he held fast to Pinney's hand, which he had gripped in one of his spasms, and he did not loose it till Pinney heard him drawing his breath in the long respirations of sleep.
We quarrelled about that at first; we couldn't see it alike; but now I've yielded; we've both yielded; and we don't know what to do." "We must talk all that over with your lawyer, in connection with something I've just heard of." He told her of Pinney's scheme, and he said, "We must see if we can't turn it to account." They agreed not to talk of her father with Adeline, but she began it herself.
Pinney's devotion to his wife had already been of great use to him, on several occasions, in creating an atmosphere of trust about him. He really could not keep her out of his talk for more than five minutes at a time; all topics led up to her sooner or later.
They had risked a great deal in getting married on Pinney's small salary, but apparently their courage had been rewarded, and they were not finally without the sense that their happiness had been achieved somehow in the public interest.
Pinney's masterpiece was, in fine, such as he could write only at that moment of his evolution as a man, and such as the Events could publish only at that period of its development as a newspaper. The report was flashy and vulgar and unscrupulous, but it was not brutal, except by accident, and not unkind except through the necessities of the case.
You ought to know Pinney, Miss Hilary, if you want the true artistic point of view." "Is he a literary man?" "Pinney? Did you read the account of the defalcation in the Events when it first came out? All illustrations?" "That? I don't wonder you didn't care to read his letter! Or perhaps he's your friend " "Pinney's everybody's friend," said Maxwell, with an odd sort of relish. "He's delightful.
Before they parted for Pinney's own return, he confided his ambition for the future to Northwick, and as delicately as he could he suggested that if Northwick ever did make up his mind to go back, he could not find a more interested and attentive travelling-companion.
Weeks later I worked out the enemy's bombardment system more thoroughly, and had such notices as this posted: "Pinney's Ave. dangerous on Mondays, 2 to 6 P. M.," "V. C. unhealthy Tuesday afternoons," and so on. I know I saved my own life several times by watching "Fritz's" times and seasons.
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