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I saw it by accident in your place the other night, and one o' your girls told me. Now then, Mr. Purdie, here's a bit more of puzzlement and perhaps a clue. These here platinum solitaire cuff-links are valuable they're worth well, I'd give a good few pounds for the pair. Now who's the man who lost one in this here parlour right there! and the other in Mrs. Goldmark's restaurant? For it's a pair!
The dismal November evening disappeared in a dream of hope. But by the end of the week hope was dropping to zero again with Lauriston. No letters had arrived either from John Purdie or the editor. On the Sunday morning he was again face to face with the last half-crown.
"On the track all right understand Purdie is in town if he comes to Star Street explain all to him will wire again later in day." "Good!" said Purdie. He handed back the telegram and looked meditatively at Melky. "Are you busy this morning?" he asked. "Doing no business whatever, mister," lisped Melky, solemnly. "Not until this business is settled not me!"
Yet through all even when she was not looking at him she was aware of Harry's restlessness, of his impatience; and as the last company swung barrackward, and the cloud began to settle over the empty field, he snapped his watch-case smartly, and remarked, "Still no major." "Why, there he is now!" Mrs. Purdie screamed, pointing across the parade-ground. Flora looked.
'Neither breeks nor kilts, he declared heavily, 'can cover deceit. Ye're under age, Macgreegor. Ye're but eichteen! 'Nineteen, Uncle Purdie. 'Eh? An' when was ye nineteen? 'This mornin'. Mr. Purdie's hand went to his mouth in time to stop a guffaw. Presently he soberly inquired what his nephew's parents had said on the matter. 'I ha'ena tell't them yet. 'Ah, that's bad.
Goldmark were evidently very well known, looked a polite enquiry at the stranger as he took the chair which Melky drew forward for him. "As Mr. Purdie is presumably discussing this affair with you," he observed, "I take it that you intend him to hear anything I have to tell?" "That's so, Mr. Penniket," answered Melky. "Mr.
To-day she was going to take it to Mr. Purdie to deliver it into his hands, to tell him how it had fallen into hers in the goldsmith's shop all of the story that was possible for her to tell. For the rest, how she came to fix suspicion on the jewel, he might think her fanciful or morbid. It didn't matter as long as the weary thing was out of her hands. It couldn't matter!
"May I never!" he suddenly exclaimed. "There's young Lauriston coming here, and Purdie with him and a fellow who looks like an American. I should say Lauriston's got proof about his title to those rings anyway, he seems to have no fear about showing himself here case of walking straight into the lions' den, eh?" "Bring 'em all in!" ordered the superior official, a little surlily.
Come this way, Mr. Purdie." Turning away from the hall, he led Purdie through the library in which Levendale had received Ayscough and his companions into a small room that opened out of it. Purdie, looking round him, found that he was standing in a laboratory, furnished with chemical apparatus of the latest descriptions.
To-day worked till twelve o'clock, then went with Anne on a visit of condolence to Mrs. Pringle of Yair and her family. Mr. Pringle was the friend both of my father and grandfather; the acquaintance of our families is at least a century old. March 21. Wrote till twelve, then out upon the heights though the day was stormy, and faced the gale bravely. Tom Purdie was not with me.
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