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"Wait, Barney," she cried, "here, where Nora can't see you! I'll be back in a moment! They're just some old beads," she said, apologetically, with a splendid dissimulation, as she gave them to the boy. "But old Mrs. Quinby, at Marlton, tried to buy them of Nora once when they were being mended. Offer them for sale now.
They had completed their escape, and secured the boats on the opposite side, before he could come up with them. Marion's cavalry, meanwhile, under Col. Mayham, had joined the Legion cavalry in pursuit of the infantry. About a mile to the north of Quinby Creek, the rearguard of the retreating army was overtaken. With this body, which consisted of one hundred men, under Capt.
Chester, in fact, being too negative and conservative, acted as a much-needed soft pedal on Quin's noisy aggressiveness. "Not so loud, Quinby," or, "A little more gently, my boy," he would often say. And Quin would acquiesce good-naturedly and even gratefully. "That's right, call me down," he would say; "I guess I'll learn before I die."
Of course the Martels had heard of Quinby Graham: his name had loomed large in Cass's letters from France and later in his conversation; but this was the first time the hero was to be presented in person. "What's he like, Rose?" asked Myrna, arriving breathlessly with the chafing-dish.
I have left no stone unturned, Quinby. I know I am regarded as a visionary, a dreamer, but I assure you " "What about the ground?" "Very hilly and woody. Absolutely good for nothing but a stock farm. Utterly incapable of cultivation. It's no use considering it, my dear boy. I have viewed the matter from every conceivable angle. There is no reprisal. I am doomed.
Next day was Sunday, and chiefly, I am afraid, because there was neither blind nor curtain to my dormer-window, and the morning sun streamed full upon my pillow, I got up and went to early service in the little tin Protestant Church. It was wonderfully well attended. Quinby was there, a head taller than anybody else, and some sizes smaller in heads.
I demanded, thinking for the moment of no shoulders but my own. "To give that bounder Quinby the licking he deserves!" cried Bob: "to give it him now at once, when the post comes in, and there are plenty of people about to see the fun. Do you know what he's been saying and spreading all over the place?" "No," I answered, my heart sinking within me. "What has he been saying?"
Sherman's Brigade, too, has come over from our left, and now advances upon the deadly plateau, where lie the disabled Union batteries the prizes, in full sight of both Armies, for which each seems now to be so desperately striving. Down the slope, across the ravine, and up, on the other side, steadily presses Quinby, till he reaches the crest. He opens fire.
Miss Isobel had discovered, quite by chance, that he was the grandson of Dr. Ezra Quinby, whose book "Christianizing China" had been one of the inspirations of her girlhood. "And to think we considered asking him to eat in the pantry!" she exclaimed in horror to her sister. "Well, I told you all along he was a gentleman by instinct," said Miss Enid.
But your enterprising young friend is a more amusing person than Belgrave Teale." I had heard enough of my enterprising young friend from this quarter. "Do you never make any expeditions yourself, Mr. Quinby?" "Sometimes." Quinby looked puzzled. "Why do you ask?" he was constrained to add. "You should have volunteered instead of Mrs. Lascelles to-day.
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