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At last the train ran into the station of Brindisi, and Jack hung half out of the window, his eyes searching the crowd for Risley, to whom he had telegraphed his time of arrival. "Hullo, Buck," sang out Jack, as a middle-sized, stiff-built man of five and thirty ran up to his carriage door. "Glad to see you, Jack," said Buck Risley, as they shook hands. "Very glad to see you."
I had baked one tin of my biscuit for breakfast, and I had kep 'em warm for Trueman's wife, for she had been out late the night before to a meetin' to Risley school-house, and didn't come down to breakfast. I had also kep some good coffee warm for her, and some toast and steak.
They saw the flare of the fire, and heard the voices of the encampment. Little by little, and with the utmost care, they crept upon the Kachins and brought aid in the very nick of time. "Say, I don't guess we need trouble much about these little blue-kilts any more," remarked Buck Risley. "Not in the least, Buck," replied Mr. Haydon.
What was it to me? I did it to keep them in some sort of work. As for myself, I would much rather have shut down and done with it, but I tried to keep it running on their account, poor devils, and now I am execrated for it, and they have deliberately refused what little I could offer." "Did you explain all this to the committee?" asked Risley. "Explain? No!
"Good-evening, Cynthia," she said, beamingly. "I thought I would stop a few minutes on my way to meeting. I'm rather early. No, don't get up," as Cynthia rose. "Don't get up; I can only stay a minute. Never mind about giving me a chair, Mr. Risley thank you. Yes, this is a real comfortable chair." Mrs.
When the rest of the company had gone, and she and Risley were alone, seated in the drawing-room before the parlor fire, for it was a chilly day, she turned her fair, worn face towards him on the crimson velvet of her chair. "Do you know why I did not speak and tell them where the child was that time?" she asked. "Because of your own good sense?" "No; because of you." He looked at her adoringly.
"Let her have her own way: if she wants to talk, let her, and if she wants to be silent, let her alone. She is as delicate as that cup," said the doctor, looking at the shell-like thing which Ellen had brought home, with some curiosity. That evening Lyman Risley came to see Cynthia. He looked at her anxiously and scrutinizingly when he entered the room, and did not respond to her salutation.
Cold and hunger not only for yourself, but for those you love?" "Yes." "Well, I think it is pretty bad," replied Risley. "Well, suppose you had to bear that, at least for those you loved, and and " said the young man, lamely. Risley remained silent, waiting.
He was drawn into the launch, and then the little steamer, circling to and fro, scoured the river to find the Shan boatman. While this was being done, with one policeman keeping a watch for the missing man, the second policeman, Risley, and Jack were hard at work on Jim Dent, trying to bring him back to consciousness. "Say, this is great," suddenly snapped Buck.
Says his father was a British officer, and prides himself on talking Number One English." "He talked English as easily as we do," said Jack, "but with an odd click of the tongue." "That's the native strain in him," returned Buck. "But where did you run up against him and hear his English?" Jack told his story quickly, and Risley listened with a knitted brow of attention.
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