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Updated: June 9, 2025
"I don't know what you're after, exactly, but if you think I'm so shot on for subjects that I've got to tell the folks at the next stop that I sold a fellar a pair of slippas for his gul Go 'long!" he called to his horse, and left Gregory standing in the middle of the road.
She said, "I don't believe I betta promise." "Oh, I know it!" said Gregory. "I am going away from here. I am going to-morrow as soon as I can arrange as soon as I can get away. Good-night I" Clementina in her agitation put her hands up to her face. "Oh, don't cry I can't bear to have you cry." She took down her hands. "I'm not crying! But I wish I had neva seen those slippas."
"I don't know what you're after, exactly, but if you think I'm so shot on for subjects that I've got to tell the folks at the next stop that I sold a fellar a pair of slippas for his gul Go 'long!" he called to his horse, and left Gregory standing in the middle of the road.
The chef looked up as if surprised to find her still there. "Oh! Oh, yes! Who d' I think? Why, I know, Boss. But I don't believe I'd betta tell you." "Oh, do, Mr. Mahtin! If you knew how I felt about it" "No, no! I guess I betta not. 'Twouldn't do you any good. I guess I won't say anything moa. But if I was in youa place, and I really wanted to know whe'e them slippas come from"
"All right, lady," said the shoeman. "Them's youa slippas, and I'll just keep 'em for you till the latta paht of August." He drove away, and in the woods which he had to pass through on the road to another hotel he overtook the figure of a man pacing rapidly. He easily recognized Gregory, but he bore him no malice. "Like a lift?" he asked, slowing up beside him. "No, thank you," said Gregory.
A blight fell upon the gay spirits of the group, and the shoeman asked with an ironical glance after Gregory's retreating figure, "Owna of this propaty?" "No, just the ea'th," said the big girl, angrily. The voice of Clementina made itself heard with a cheerfulness which had apparently suffered no chill, but was really a rising rebellion. "How much ah' the slippas?"
She said, "I don't believe I betta promise." "Oh, I know it!" said Gregory. "I am going away from here. I am going to-morrow as soon as I can arrange as soon as I can get away. Good- night I" Clementina in her agitation put her hands up to her face. "Oh, don't cry I can't bear to have you cry." She took down her hands. "I'm not crying! But I wish I had neva seen those slippas."
But what I will say is that if any young lady within the sound of my voice," he looked round for the applause which did not fail him in his parody of the pulpit style "should get an invitation to a dance next winta, and should feel it a wo'k of a charity to the young man to go, she'll be sorry on his account, rememba that she ha'n't got this pair o' slippas. "The'a!
We couldn't go back to that night when you threw the slippas into the riva, no' to that time in Florence when we gave up, no' to that day in Venice when I had to tell you that I ca'ed moa fo' some one else. Don't you see?" "Yes, I see," he said, in quick revulsion from the hope he had expressed. "The past is full of the pain and shame of my errors!"
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