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A persistent and terrifying rumour goes the rounds, where's Tom Gaylord? Somebody said he was in the hall a moment ago, on a Ripton credential. If so, he's gone out again gone out to consult the dark horse, who is in town, somewhere. Another ominous sign: Mr. Redbrook, Mr.
I have been trying to find out things which you will not tell me." She paused, with a little catch of her breath, and went on again. "Do you believe I came all the way up here just to hear Humphrey Crewe make a speech and to drive with him in a high sleigh and listen to him talk about his career? When serious men of the people like Mr. Redbrook and that nice Mr.
Some were talking in low voices, and others sat silent on the chairs and sofa, not awkwardly or uncomfortably, but with a characteristic self-possession and repose. Mr. Redbrook, towering in front of the stove, came forward. "Here you be," he said, taking Austen's hand warmly and a little ceremoniously; "I asked 'em here to meet ye." "To meet me!" Austen repeated.
The House listened and looked on entranced, as though they were the spectators to a tragedy. And indeed it seemed as though they were. Necks were craned to see Mr. Harper; he didn't look like a hero, but one never can tell about these little men. He had hurled defiance at the Northeastern Railroads, and that was enough for Mr. Redbrook and Mr.
And I should be inclined to accuse him, too, of a friendly attempt to install me in your good graces." "No," answered Victoria, smiling, with serious eyes, "I won't be put off that way. Mr. Redbrook isn't the kind of man that exaggerates I've seen enough of his type to know that. And he told me about your reception last night at the Widow Peasley's.
Some were talking in low voices, and others sat silent on the chairs and sofa, not awkwardly or uncomfortably, but with a characteristic self-possession and repose. Mr. Redbrook, towering in front of the stove, came forward. "Here you be," he said, taking Austen's hand warmly and a little ceremoniously; "I asked 'em here to meet ye." "To meet me!" Austen repeated.
"But, really," he added, smiling at her in the moonlight, "I must protest against your belief that I could have been an effective candidate! I have roamed about the State, and I have made some very good friends here and there among the hill farmers, like Mr. Jenney. Mr. Redbrook is one of these. But it would have been absurd of me even to think of a candidacy founded on personal friendships.
Redbrook talked during breakfast, while Austen's answers may have been both intelligent and humorous. Mr. Redbrook, at least; gave no sign that they were not. He was aware that Mr. Redbrook was bringing arguments to bear on the matter of the meeting of the evening before, but he fended these lightly, while in spirit he flung a gem-studded bridle aver the neck of Pegasus.
He is not the only person with whom I have talked who has forgotten it, or hasn't known of it." Austen was silent. "Why won't you be a candidate," she asked, in a low voice, "if such men as that want you?" "I am afraid Mr. Redbrook exaggerates," he said. "The popular demand of which he spoke is rather mythical.
You can't get a bill through that Legislature unless you go up to the Pelican and get permission of Hilary " Here Mr. Redbrook stopped abruptly, and glanced contritely at his companion. "I didn't mean to get goin' so," he said, "but sometimes I wish this American government'd never been started." "I often feel that way myself, Mr. Redbrook," said Austen. "I knowed you did.
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