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But it has lighted a fire. Can you do better, Mr. Jupiter?" Remsen made no reply for a moment, but Joel knew that he was smiling there beside him. A little throng of students passed by, humming softly a song in time with their echoing footsteps, and glanced curiously at the forms on the steps. Then Remsen struck a match on the stone. "'Scratch pouf!" he said musingly, relighting his pipe.
Good-by; and get to bed early to-night, March, if you can. There's nothing like a good sleep before a game." "Good-by," answered Joel. Then, "Mr. Remsen, one minute, please, sir," he called. "Are you any relation to the Remsens that live near Clairmont, in Maine, sir?" "Why, I shouldn't wonder," answered Remsen, with a smile.
Suddenly there was a murmur from the seats, then a cry of surprise from Remsen's side, then a shout of exultation that gathered and grew as it traveled along the line. And around the corner of the stand came a youth who strove to lace his torn and tattered canvas jacket as he ran. Remsen leaped to his feet, dropping his pipe unnoticed, and hastened toward him.
It it was in the unlucky thirteenth that she" was it my imagination or did he tremble, for just an instant, violently? "that she died." Kennedy started to read the script. I hurried to his side, glancing over his shoulder. LOCATION. Remsen library.
Now, didn't you?" "But it was all in fun," protested Joel, distressedly. "I didn't suppose you meant it, you know." "Meant it!" answered Outfield indignantly. "Of course I meant it. Don't you expect I appreciate level-headedness and sharp-wittedness and applicationousness just as much as Remsen? Why, I had it all fixed.
Most of the cast were standing about, waiting. The scenes were being taken in a small room, fitted as an office or private den, but furnished luxuriously. Later I learned it was in the home of the millionaire, Remsen, close off the library for which the actual room in Phelps's home was photographed. Shirley and Gordon, I noticed, kept as far apart as possible.
She gazed down at Remsen City, connected by factories and pierced from east, west and south by railways. She gazed out over the fields and woods. Yes, there must be something for her besides merely marrying and breeding just as much for her as for a man. But what? If she should marry a man who would let her rule him, she would despise him.
They were walking on toward the village, Remsen rolling his bicycle beside him. "It's a long while since then, I suppose, sir?" queried Joel. "I graduated from Hillton ten years ago this coming June. I rowed stroke in the boat that spring, and we won from Eustace by an eighth of a mile. And we nearly burned old Masters down to the ground with our Roman candles and sky rockets.
Public opinion in Remsen City was publicly articulate by means of three daily newspapers the Pioneer, the Star, and the Free Press. The Star and the Free Press were owned by the same group of capitalists who controlled the gas company and the water works. The Pioneer was owned by the traction interests.
"It can't be done," answered Blair with conviction, "drop or placement! March is only fair at goals, and at that angle " "What's the matter with the man?" cried Remsen; "what's he up to?" For the Hillton backs were clustered well up behind the line as though for a wedge attack.
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