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Deb shall go visit her sister every now and then! And all that Uncle Henry left Jacqueline goes with her there are slaves and furniture and plate, and she has money, too. The Rands don't usually marry so well There! I, too, am bitter! But Uncle Dick swears that he will never see Jacqueline again and all the Churchills keep their word. Oh, family quarrels!
I want to feel the black rage of the Rands in my heart. I want to sleep, the third night, at the Cross Roads Tavern, and I want to go on in the morning by Malplaquet I want to learn at Forrest's forge that Ludwell Cary is on the road before me. Perhaps, by the time I reach the mill and cross the ford, I will remember what it was that I did next, and how I managed to be on two roads at once."
Rands, Miss Dandridge, don't beat Carys!" "La, so warm!" exclaimed Unity. "I have never seen a man love a brother so!" "Ludwell Cary is worthy of any man's love or any woman's either!" "The pair of you ought to be put in the wax-works, and labelled 'The Loving Brothers. When you marry, there'll be no love left for your wife." "Just you try and see."
I came along into the thick of these fellows; they were yelling out all sorts of things 'East Rands, 'Oroyas, 'Lake View Centrals, and what not, but these went in one ear and out the other. If there ever was a man with no stomach for the market it was me. But then someone roared out: "'At seven-eighths, sell Rubber Consols! Sell five hundred Rubber at seven-eighths!
When I've worked up enthusiasm for twins about four times, and remarked how cunnin' of them to look so much alike, and confessed that I couldn't tell which was Cecillia and which Cecil, Jr., I feel that I've sort of exhausted the subject. So whenever Vee suggests that we really ought to go over and see the Rands again I can generally think up an alibi. Honest, I aint jealous of their twins.
It was in the year 1790 that he broke Gideon Rand's resistance to his son's devotion to other gods than those of the Rands. The year that followed that evening on the Albemarle road found Lewis Rand reading law in an office in Charlottesville.
They're reg'lar Class A twins, too, and I expect some day they'll be more or less interestin'; but after they've been officially exhibited to you four or five times, and you've heard all about the system they're being brought up on, and how many ounces of Pasteurized cow extract they sop up a day, and at what temperature they get it, and how often they take their naps and so on Well, sometimes I'm thankful the Rands didn't have triplets.
Course, there are the Cecil Rands, but they don't do much but run a day and night nursery for those twins of theirs.
It may be to-morrow, and it may be next year." "You and Mr. Rand are old friends?" "You may say that," exclaimed the hunter. "There's a connection somewhere between the Gaudylocks and the Rands, and I knew Gideon better than most men. As for Lewis, I reckon there was a time when I was almost his only friend. I've stood between him and many a beating, and 'twas I that taught him to shoot.
I like the open." "There are walls in the forest," answered the boy, "and I do not want to be a tobacco-roller! I want to study law!" The hunter laughed. "Ho! A lawyer among the Rands! I reckon you take after your mother's folk!" The boy looked at him wistfully. "I reckon I do," he assented. "But my name is Rand." "There are worse folk than the Rands," said the woodsman.
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