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"You won't touch any more stock; you won't get that money from Shepler?" "I won't; I won't go near Shepler, I promise you. Now you'll believe me in one thing, I know you will, Uncle Peter." He went over to the old man. "I want to thank you for pulling me up on that play as you did last night. You saved me, and I'm more grateful to you than I can say.
Oldaker, tender, girlish, appealing, with the old air of timid wistfulness, kept guard over by her woman's knowledge. His fingers still curved, as if they were loth to forget the clasp of her warm, firm little hand. She was gowned in white fleece, and she wore one pink rose where she could bend her blue eyes down upon it. And she was going to marry Shepler for his millions.
Say, I felt this mornin' like Len Carey must feel them times when Jim's thankin' him." Shepler laughed. "You're a rare man, Mr. Bines. I'll hope to have your cheerful, easy views of life if I ever lose my hold here in the Street. I hope I'll have the old Bines philosophy and the young Bines spirit. That reminds me," he continued as Uncle Peter rose to go, "we've been pretty confidential, Mr.
Her father and mother fine people, the real thing, I judge were with her, members of a party Rulon Shepler has with him on his car. They've been here all day; went through the mine; had lunch with them, and later a walk with her, they leaving at 5.30 for the East. We got on fairly well, considering. She is a wonder, if anybody cross-examines you.
That reminds me I happened to meet Shepler to-day and he got kind of confidential, talkin' over matters. He said he'd never really felt sure about the affections of a certain young woman, especially after that night at the Oldakers' he'd never felt dead sure of her until you went broke. He said you never could know anything about a woman not really."
Good-bye, you old dear, and be good to the cold." "Let me know what you do." "Indeed I shall; you shall be the first one to know. My mind is really, you know, almost made up." A week later Mr. and Mrs. Horace Milbrey announced in the public prints the engagement of their daughter Avice to Mr. Rulon Shepler. Uncle Peter Bines Comes to Town With His Man
That woman certainly has the haughtiest lorgnon ever built." "She didn't speak to us. Is her eyes bad?" "Yes, ever since that time at Newport. None of them has spoken to me but the girl she's engaged to Shepler." "She's a right nice lookin' little lady. I thought you was kind of taken there." "She would have married me for my roll. I got far enough along to tell that.
Oldaker related an incident of the ball given to the Prince of Wales, travelling as Baron Renfrew, on the evening of October 12, 1860, in which his father had figured briefly before the royal guest to the abiding credit of American tact and gentility. Shepler was amused until he became sleepy, whereupon he extended the freedom of his castle to his guests, and retired to his stateroom.
There was genuine emotion in the speaker's voice. "And papa nearly swooned when our host put cracked ice and two lumps of sugar into his own glass " "Avice, dear!" remonstrated the father in a tone implying that some things positively must not be mentioned at table. "Well, you shouldn't expect too much of those self-made men in Chicago," said Shepler.
His name is Shepler, Rulon Shepler. He's most the biggest man down there." "Sure! I heard of him." "Listen! I'm goin' to bed now. I can sleep since I got my mind made up. But I want to see Shepler in private to-morrow. Don't wake me up in the morning. But get up yourself, and go find his office look in a directory, then ask a policeman. Shepler's a busy man.
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