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He was the governor's private secretary, and, of course, had no entrance to the council of state, but he was accused of frequently thrusting himself into their hall of sessions, where, under pretence of arranging the Earl's table, or portfolio, or papers, he was much addicted to whispering into his master's ear, listening to conversation, to eaves-dropping; in short, and general intrusiveness.
He wanted a little piece, only one piece! A sub-prefecture of the third class! He had already been informed at the Élysée that Granet was to be his successor. Parbleu! he expected it! But the realization of his fears annoyed him. And who would Granet keep for his Secretary of State? Warcolier, yes Warcolier, with the promise of giving him the first vacant portfolio.
"Don't!" cried Staniford, in a hollow under-voice, which he broke through to add, "Go to sleep, now, Dunham, or keep quiet, somehow." Dunham was silent for a while, and Staniford continued his search, which he ended by taking the portfolio by one corner, and shaking its contents out on the table. "I don't seem to find it; but I've put it away somewhere. I'll get it."
My portfolio and its contents were matters on which I could speak substantially, and I found him so willing to level himself with me for awhile that the time spent at his home was agreeable and valuable. His daughter improved in looks the moment she spoke, having both vivacity and good sense."
As she rose from her kneeling posture, she was seized with giddiness, but still kept her feet, carried to the table first the white sheets and a portfolio, then the large inkstand that had already stood several days in her room, and seated herself beside it. Leaning far back in her chair, she began to write. The book that served as a desk lay on her knee, the paper on the book.
Presently she opened an old portfolio and took from it a little sketch. "I have been trying to get up courage to show it to you all week," she said, with a deprecatory laugh. "It's the river," cried Sandy, "just at sundown, when the shadows are slipping away from the bank! Martha, why didn't ye tell me? Are there more?"
"Never heard of him.... Well, let's have a peep-o. Miss Manning and I dine at a quarter to eight. You've been taking some snapshots in the park, I'm told. If they've got any ginger in them " "Probably you will describe them as hot stuff," said Trenholme, laying a portfolio on the wall in front of Sylvia and opening it. "This is a pencil drawing of the great gates," he went on, ignoring Fenley.
There was just enough light to reveal the countenance to be Dare's; he bore a portfolio under his arm, and had begun to wear a moustache, in case the chief constable should meet him anywhere in his rambles, and be struck by his resemblance to the man in the studio. 'What the devil are you doing here? said Captain De Stancy, in tones he had never used before to the young man.
He had the gallantry to announce to Madame Martin, first, the good news he was bringing: "The decrees are signed. Your husband has the Finances. It is a good portfolio." "The President of the Republic," inquired M. Martin Belleme, "made no objection when my name was pronounced?"
"Then a thought struck him: "'I have no music, Miss Jacintha, said he, 'and I can't sing without music; and he was going back again to his chair in the corner. "'But we have all the new music, was her answer, and she opened a portfolio at once.
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