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But when, in the next act, not a month later, Janet Preece, by pure chance, drops in at the Florentine villa where Renshaw and Leslie are spending their honeymoon, we feel that the long arm of coincidence is stretched to its uttermost, and that even the thrilling situation which follows is very dearly bought. It would not have been difficult to attenuate the coincidence.
Rosey's arm only tightened around his own. Her eyes sought his. "And you didn't find anything?" she said. The question sounded so oddly like Sleight's, that Renshaw returned a little stiffly: "I didn't look." "Why?" asked Rosey simply. "Because," stammered Renshaw, with an uneasy consciousness of having exaggerated his sentiment, "it didn't seem honorable; it didn't seem fair to you."
Renshaw opened his brown eyes upon her. Was he mistaken? was this romantic girl only a little coquette playing her provincial airs on him? "You say he and your father didn't agree? That means, I suppose, that YOU and he agreed? and that was the result." "I don't think father knew anything about it," said Rosey simply. Mr. Renshaw rose. And this was what he had been waiting to hear!
Brackett's domestic troubles, but my husband can prove without difficulty that he did buy the picture. Can't you, dear?" Archie, extremely white about the gills, looked at the ceiling and at the floor and at me and Renshaw Liggett. "No," he said finally. "I can't. Because he didn't." "Exactly," said Renshaw, "and I must ask you to publish that statement in tomorrow's papers without fail."
He was extremely agitated, let me tell you. So that your impudent assertion that the proprietor is pleased " John raised his eyebrows. "I don't quite understand," he said. "From what you say, one would almost imagine that you thought Mr. Scobell was the proprietor of this paper." Mr. Renshaw stared. Everyone stared, except Mr.
There isn't a guy living that could stand up against that. The fingers give you a leverage to beat the band. The guy doubles up, and you upper-cut him with your right, and out he goes. Now, I bet you never knew that before, Mr. Philpotts. Try it on your parishioners." "Peaceful Moments," said Mr. Renshaw irately, "is no medium for exploiting low prize-fighters." "Low prize-fighters! No, no!
"All the same, I don't believe in this treasure," she said abruptly, as if to change the subject. "I don't believe it ever was hidden inside the Pontiac." "That can be easily ascertained now," said Renshaw. "But it's a pity you didn't find it out while you were about it," said Rosey. "It would have saved so much talk and trouble."
He came down in a special train on Tuesday night the night of the great flood and his train was wrecked at Wymondham. After that he was taken on by some one in a motor-car. Colonel Renshaw wanted me to allude to the matter from the bench, but it seemed to me that it was an affair entirely for the police."
"We ain't goin' to git up and sing, 'Thou'st larned to love another thou'st broken every vow we've parted from each other and my bozom's lonely now oh is it well to sever such hearts as ourn for ever kin I forget thee never farewell farewell farewell. Ye never happen'd to hear Jim Baker sing that at the moosic hall on Dupont Street, Mr. Renshaw," continued Mr.
It's always easier to find the thing you're not looking for." "Until you want it," said Renshaw, with sudden gravity. "How pretty it looks over there," said Rosey, turning her conscious eyes to the opposite mountain. "Very." They had reached the top of the hill, and in the near distance the chimney of Madroño Cottage was even now visible.
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