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But skilfully manoeuvred, incessantly wheeling like trained chargers in the field; the boats for a while eluded him; though, at times, but by a plank's breadth; while all the time, Ahab's unearthly slogan tore every other cry but his to shreds.
He cast an involuntary and sinister glance at the elevators gliding ceaselessly up and down at the end of the vast marble rotunda; then his protruding eyes sought Plank's again: "Beverly, old boy, I've got a certain mealy-faced hypocrite where any decent man would like to have him by the scruff of his neck.
It angers me intensely, Mr. Plank. Why do they do it? Is there a single one among them qualified to criticise Mr. Siward? And besides, it is not true any more! is it? what was once said of him with with some truth? Is it?" The dull red blood mantled Plank's heavy visage.
Don't you see the plank's utterly rotten? It will break under your weight, and you will inevitably perish! 'But there is no other way to cross ... and don't you hear them in pursuit? groaned the poor wretch in despair, and he stepped on to the plank. 'I won't allow it!... No, I won't allow you to rush to destruction! cried the zealous friend, and he snatched the plank from under the fugitive.
"To-morrow," said Quarrier, rising to go. It was on the edge of Plank's lips to say, "to-day!" but he was silent, knowing that Harrington would speak for him. And the old man did, without words, turning his iron visage on Quarrier with the silent dignity of despair. But Quarrier coldly demanded a day before they reckoned with Plank.
And I anon a-answerin' his sneerin' words, and the onspoken but fatigued appeals in Miss Plank's eyes, by sayin' "Do you suppose I would hurt the feelin's of my sect, do you suppose I would mortify 'em before the assembled nations of the earth, by slightin' 'em, by not payin' attention to 'em, and makin' 'em the first and prime object of my distinguished and honorable consideration?
Drifting from one topic to another through the haze of their cigars, silent when it pleased them to be so, there could be no doubt of their liking for each other upon a basis at least superficially informal; and if Plank's manner retained at times a shade of quaint reserve, Siward's was perhaps the more frankly direct for that reason.
"Yes," she answered quietly, surprised. "Why?" Siward nodded vaguely, closed the door again, and said to Plank: "Yes, Quarrier knows it. Do you think he'll be there to-night? I don't suppose Miss Landis and Mrs. Mortimer know he is in town." Plank's troubled voice came back over the wire: "I don't know. I don't know what to think. I suppose I'm a little, just a trifle, overworked.
She stared back at him, striving to comprehend. "Plank's!" she repeated slowly, "Plank's cheque? What cheque? What do you mean?" "The one he gave you last night. I've used that. Now you know!" "The one he But you couldn't! How could you? It was not filled in." "I filled it."
What do you think of that?" Plank's phlegmatic features flushed. "I'm more obliged to you than I can say," he began, but Mortimer silenced him with a gesture: "Don't interrupt. I'm going to put you through The Patroons Club by April. That's thirty yards through the centre; d'ye see, you dunderheaded Dutchman? It's solid gain, and it's our ball.
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