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"I don't need warrants to make arrests. Sampson, you're ignorant of the power of Texas Rangers." "You'll take Snell without papers?" bellowed Sampson. "He goes to Del Rio to jail," answered Steele. "He won't. You'll pull none of your damned Ranger stunts out here. I'll block you, Steele." That passionate reply of Sampson's appeared to be the signal Steele had been waiting for.
To these little thorns society treats all anxious lovers, but the incident was new to Alfred, and discomposed him; and, besides, he had nosed a rival in Sampson's prescription. So now he thought to himself, "that little ensign is 'his puppy." To get rid of Mrs. Dodd he offered to conduct her to a seat.
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"Then I don't think the same as Master Penrose. Do you, Scar?" "No, of course not. Well, Nat, what were you going to say?" "Only, sir, that Sampson's my brother; but I'm mortal sorry as he's the gardener for any friends of yours, for a worse man there never was in a garden, and I never see it without feeling reg'lar ashamed of the Manor." "Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Fred.
A squadron of two battleships and four cruisers, drawn from Admiral Sampson's fleet, was constituted to go to Manila by way of Suez, under the command of Commodore Watson, until then in charge of the blockade on the north coast of Cuba. Colliers to accompany these were at the same time prepared in our Atlantic ports.
You will be sorry to give up your work, won't you, my dear?" asked Miss Merivale mechanically, as she watched Clare turning over her address-book. "Mother has promised that I shall come back later on and stay with Aunt Metcalfe. I shall like that better than this. One gets tired of a flat after a time. But here is Miss Sampson's address. Will you write to her, or shall I tell her what you want?"
The housekeeper, a decent old-fashioned Presbyterian matron, having, as such, the highest respect for Sampson's theological acquisitions, had it in charge on these occasions to take care that he was no sufferer by his absence of mind, and therefore usually waylaid him on his return, to remind him of his sublunary wants, and to minister to their relief.
The fact that I had seen and heard so little during my constant vigilance did not make me careless or the task monotonous. I had so much to think about that sometimes I sat in one place for hours and never knew where the time went. This night, the very first thing, I heard Wright's well-known footsteps, and I saw Sampson's door open, flashing a broad bar of light into the darkness.
I did not want to take up any time then explaining my presence there. Deliberately and noisily I strode down the porch and entered the room with the smoking men. I went in farther than was necessary for me to state my errand. But I wanted to see Sampson's face, to see into his eyes. As I entered, the talking ceased. I saw no face except his and that seemed blank.
By this time Cervera doubtless had been informed that Sampson's division had gone east from Cuba, but its destination could have been only a matter of inference with him, for the attack upon San Juan did not take place till the following morning.
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