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She was resetting the board, and giving John delicious little thrills from her finger-tips, when Uncle Jimmy threw open the door. "Baron von Rittenheim," he announced. Sydney rose in greeting, and Mrs. Carroll gave an exclamation of pleasure at the coming of her favorite, but both were startled into silence by Hilda's cry.
He asked if there was any cut that would shorten the way to Asheville, and Ah told him the shortest he could do was to stick to the State Road." "Allow me to tell you, sir, that you lie." Dr. Morgan flung up his head angrily. But he was loath to think that von Rittenheim, whom he liked, was trying to pick a quarrel with him.
The man entered the cabin and motioned to his companions, who stepped one to each side of the Baron. "What do you mean?" Von Rittenheim spoke with amazement born of entire lack of understanding. His mind could not compass the treachery of the man to whom he had given his last mouthful. "Ah mean that Ah'm a United States deputy-marshal, and that Ah 'rest you fo' retailing."
Von Rittenheim leaned forward and fixed his eyes on von Sternburg's face with keen anxiety. "You heard him?" "I had gone to ask Max to ride with me. The servant who opened the door said he dared not announce me to the Baron; that he was storming about in his dressing-room. I ran up-stairs and into Max's room, which was empty, but I heard his voice in the Baroness's room, which adjoined it."
He went up Patton Avenue, and eyed the signs on the buildings in the hope of seeing one that would suggest to him some way of making money. The early morning's rain had turned into snow, that beat into the open place from the north, and drove the loafers from their accustomed haunts. The pavement was whitening rapidly. "The first of April to-morrow," thought von Rittenheim, disgustedly.
You are well enough now to hear the truth." "It is your right, madam, to say to me what you may like." Von Rittenheim turned his stern face towards the training-field, and kept his eyes upon the moving forms that shifted below him. Mrs. Carroll was unabashed. "Dr. Morgan is an old and tried friend of mine and of all my family. He has seen life come and go at Oakwood.
Will you do it?" "If you will accept a novice, I shall be gr-rateful." And again Friedrich made his low bow. "Then be at my house at five this afternoon, and here's a week's salary in advance. You'll be wanting it, perhaps." So was Baron von Rittenheim established as Tommy Weaver's tutor, and fortunate he thought himself.
No, not even Love could endow him with Purpose. Always he completed the circle of his thoughts. He must work for somebody else. That would be, indeed, a new experience and a bitter. He was fighting with his pride when a call outside summoned him. It was the cry that has brought many a man to his door to be shot to death; but von Rittenheim had no feuds, and went forward without hesitation.
Von Rittenheim put his foot on the topmost bar and leaned his elbow on his uplifted knee. By his position Sydney was screened entirely from the oncomers. "I seem to have a gr-reat deal to say to-night. Now I shall tell you a little stor-ry." His tone was gay, but Sydney saw that his eyes were grave. "Does it begin 'Once upon a time'?" she fenced. "Ja.
They are charming young people. See, there are Tom and Katrina now, just turning into the field." Von Rittenheim raised his hat as Mrs. Schuyler waved her hand to Mrs. Carroll, and studied critically the bride's radiant face and pretty gown as the victoria followed the phaeton through the opened fence-rails.
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