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Why, Ross, these dear people came to take you and marry you to their beautiful daughter, for I know she's a beauty, since her mother is still so handsome. "Oh, it was gorgeous, to see the Rollins standing there in all her Cleopatra-like splendor, utterly upset and put down by my little brown berry!
Temple merely nodded. Rollins seemed to shrink and grow older before their eyes. Suddenly he sank into a chair. His shoulders sagged. Pressing his hands to his eyes, he bent forward and began to cry. Not the noisy crying of a child but great, dry, wrenching sobs. "Come on, fellows," said Jack in a low voice. "Let's leave him to Mr. Temple."
Rollins caught a glance of gratified malice which Theodore cast at the other boy; and he was more than ever persuaded that there was something behind all this, and that Theodore was, perhaps, the one who was the most to blame.
"Looks as ef we might hev a show even now," said Tom Rollins, removing his feet from the stove as we all instinctively faced toward the window. "I reckon you're in with us in this, Mosby?" said Briggs, turning toward the proprietor of the grocery, who had been leaning listlessly against the wall behind his bar. "Arter the man's had a fair show," said Mosby, cautiously.
"I'm sorry if I have had to hurt him much," replied Dave coolly. "I am not keen for fighting." Dan and Rollins offered their services in helping to bring Farley to, only to met by a curt refusal from Midshipman Henkel. So Dave and his seconds stood mutely by, at a distance, while the two officials in the late fight added their efforts to those of the seconds of the knocked-out man.
523 Fighting with Washington; or, The Boy Regiment of the Revolution. By Gen'l. Jas. A. Gordon. 524 The Smartest Boy in Philadelphia; or, Dick Rollins' Fight for a Living. By Allyn Draper. 525 The White Boy Chief; or, The Terror of the North Platte. By An Old Scout. 526 The Boy Senator; or, How He Won His Toga. By Allan Arnold. 527 Napoleon's Boy Guardsman; or, A Hero at Eighteen.
Temple presently broke from the others and laying a hand on Jack's shoulder whirled him about. "Father?" asked he, in a kindly tone. "Yes, sir." "Well, Jack, I've got the beginnings of a plan in mind. But first I must get more information from Rollins. Then I'll talk to you again." Jack looked him squarely in the face. "Mr. Temple," said he firmly, "I'm desperate.
You c'n sit on this blessed windfall while I'm gone, but don't go to fingerin' the same, because walls often have eyes as well as ears, remember." When the six scouts started off in company with Mr. Rollins, Jo Davies tagged along with them.
Jemmy Hills sent me word to-day that the picture was all framed and ready." Peter all at once looked sick. He knew how his mother had been saving to buy a pretty frame for the lovely water color Bernard Rollins had given her. She had even given up the idea of a new knot of flowers for her hat. And now she had dropped the precious coins down the hungry mouth of a slot machine.
Rollins, I have spoken to you as a friend, and you have no cause for pain. You must quit these premises when your lease expires. I'm sorry I can't make you go before that. Make no appeals to me, if you please. I am fixed. Now, sir, good night." The curtain was pulled up, and Rollins rolled over to his beloved bar, soothing his lacerated feelings by swearing like a pirate, while Dr.
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