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You may have a dance, Captain Sayre, take a waltz, if you like; and then give me my card again. Do you want one, Jack?" "DO I? Does a squirrel want nuts? Only one, Sea Spirit?" "Yes, only one. It's such a short programme to-night." "And is Big Bill to have five?" "Indeed, no! I shall cross those all off but one."
"Really, Nina, I do think you might be more careful of what you say." "Oh, it's a dear old hole," Nina said negligently. "But hole it is, nevertheless. Why in the world mother don't manage her servants but no matter about that now. Elizabeth, there's a lot of talk about you and Dick Livingstone, and it makes me furious. When I think that you can have Wallie Sayre by lifting your finger "
His aeroplanes, telephones, and other inventions were all intensely interesting, but among his other lines of work the effort to develop a race of sheep, which had litters just as pigs do, interested me most. Francis Sayre, whom I had heard win the prize at Williams with his valedictory speech, was again to be my summer secretary. On our arrival at St. Anthony we found a great deal going on.
Then soon, with a gay, challenging glance at him, Patty said: "Now Captain Sayre, you have the opportunity you wanted, to ask Miss Galbraith to go with you to the fortune teller's tent."
A Venetian gondolier escorted a fisher girl of the Seine, or a bold buccaneer from the Spanish Main clanked his sword in time with the clatter of the wooden sabots of a Holland lass. Neptune was waiting to escort the Spirit of the Sea to a table, but as Patty came through the dressing-room door, Captain Sayre bowed before her, and asked the honour of taking her to supper.
"I understand. But she wouldn't, Dick." "No. I don't suppose she would." He went away soon after that, back to the quiet house and to David. Automatically he turned in at his office, but Reynolds was writing there. He went slowly up the stairs. Ann Sayre was frankly puzzled during the next few days.
Is somebody sick?" Elizabeth gasped. "Jim's been in an automobile accident. Steady now, Elizabeth! He's hurt, but he's going to be all right." The Wheeler house, when they got there, was brightly lighted. Annie was crying in the hall, and in the living-room Mrs. Sayre stood alone, a strange figure in a gaudy dress, but with her face strong and calm.
"They've gone to the hospital in my car," she said. "They'll be there now any minute, and Mr. Oglethorpe will telephone at once. You are to wait before starting in." They all knew what that meant. It might be too late to start in. Nina was crying hysterically, but Elizabeth could not cry. She stood dry-eyed by the telephone, listening to Mrs. Sayre and Leslie, but hardly hearing them.
"That's not the point, is it?" "Do you think she cares for him?" "I don't know. There's some talk of Wallie Sayre. He's there a good bit." "Wallie Sayre!" snorted David. "He's never done a day's work in his life and never will." He reflected on that with growing indignation. "He doesn't hold a candle to Dick. Of course, if the girl's a fool "
But Lora Sayre had set her heart on that part for herself, so she said, in a half-absent way, "Yes, I think so." "You THINK so!" put in Jack Pennington. "I KNOW so! Patty would make a perfect 'Spirit of the Sea. I vote for her!" "I'm not a candidate," said Patty, who had divined Lora's wish. "I won't agree to take any special part until I know more about the whole thing."
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