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I have often thought since, how different my fate might have been, had I not fallen in love with Nora at that early age; and had I not flung the wine in Quin's face, and so brought on the duel. But it was in my fate to be a wanderer, and that battle with Quin sent me on my travels at a very early age: as you shall hear anon.
"Meaning, I suppose, that he understands you?" "Yes; and I believe I understand him. Of course I don't agree with him in all his ideas. But then, I've been brought up in such a narrow way that I know I am frightfully conventional. He is awfully advanced, you know. Why don't you like him, Quin?" Numerous concrete and very emphatic reasons sprang to Quin's lips.
Even after Eleanor had been served with the unpalatable truth, generously garnished with unpleasant gossip, she still clung to her belief in Harold and the conviction that he would be able to explain everything when she saw him. Quin's report of Madam's offer to send her to New York was received in noncommittal silence.
"When you have waited twenty years for a young lady, twenty minutes more or less do not matter." "They would to me!" Quin declared emphatically. "When is the wedding to be?" "On the fourteenth. And that reminds me" Mr. Chester ran his arm confidentially through Quin's and tried to catch step. "I want to ask a favor of you."
O'Dougherty was a particularly good judge of a hunter; and he would not buy it, from Counsellor Quin's groom, without having a skilful friend's advice.
Quin's heart leaped within him. Could Mr. Bangs be intimating that he, Quinby Graham, with one year and four months' experience, might step over the heads of all of those older and more experienced aspirants into the empty shoes of the former traffic manager? The South Seas seemed to flow just around the corner. "I have been considering the matter," continued Mr.
She had simply pressed him into service in order to get a last interview with the one officer in the battalion for whom he had no respect. The guard challenged them as they swung into the hospital area, but, seeing Quin's uniform, allowed them to enter. Past the long line of contagious wards, past the bleak two-story convalescent barracks, and up to the officers' quarters they swept.
"Who moved my desk out like this?" thundered Mr. Bangs on the second day after Quin's arrival. "I did, sir," said Quin. "You can get a much better light here, and no draught from the door." "Well, when I want my desk moved I will inform you," said Mr. Bangs. But a day's trial of the new arrangement proved so satisfactory that the desk remained in its new position.
Bangs cast a critical eye on his strong, well built frame: "We might use you in the factory," he said indifferently; "we need all the strike-breakers we can get." Quin's face fell. "I don't know about that," he said slowly. "I haven't made up my mind yet about this union business." "I thought you were helping the union men in the yard just now."
Quin's desire for self-improvement soon became an obsession. With Miss Enid's assistance he got into a night course at the university, and proceeded to attack his ignorance with something of the fierce determination he had attacked the Hun the year before in France.
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