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Anyway, Smythe's gittin' a slant to come to an understandin' with M'Gregor about me; an' if it ain't satisfactory, there'll be bad feelin' between us. I want to be kep' at my own proper work, or else sacked an' squared-up with not shoved into a job like this the minit I show my face; with that young pup cheekin' me for callin' him 'Bert. 'Mr. Smythe, if you please, says he!
But she did not wish to offend the faithful Smythe; and so, on second thought, she hurriedly acquainted Robert with the identity of the approaching figure, and warned him to control his inevitable mirth. "He is funny," she said, laughing in spite of herself, "but he can't help that. He's been very good to me, in his way." In the meantime Smythe's horse was deciding the matter on his own account.
The collections here, therefore, were small; but a good haul was made with the trawl net, which gathered half-a-dozen species of echinoderms, some small fishes, and a number of shells. Fog detained the vessel in Eden Harbor till a late hour in the morning, but the afternoon was favorable for the passage through the English Narrows, the most contracted part of Smythe's Channel.
These columns may be very interesting in their way, but it always seems to me that they don't get hold of quite the right things to tell us about. They are very fond, for instance, of giving an account of the delightful dance at Mrs. De Smythe's at which Mrs. De Smythe looked charming in a gown of old tulle with a stomacher of passementerie or of the dinner-party at Mr.
Smythe stopped at the door on Saturday evening before you came home; her party leave for Saratoga to-morrow morning, and she wanted to know whether any of us would go with them." "Did you tell her I was going?" Ruth asked, quickly. It was utterly distasteful to her to think of having Mrs. Smythe's company. She did not stop to analyze her feelings; she simply shrank from contact with Mrs.
This was the first automobile the pony had ever seen, and he made up his mind promptly that he did not like it. He reared and bucked, bolting first to one side and the other of the road, and refused to consider Smythe's well-worded assurance that wise horses were really fond of automobiles, which were taking a great deal of work off their shoulders.
It runs east and west, opening on the eastern side of the channel; but the knolls, that is to say, the rounded surfaces at its entrance, are furrowed across the cove, at right angles with it. In other words, the movement of the ice, always from south to north, has been with Smythe's Channel, and across the Strait of Magellan.
He sat down on his baggage, and for twenty minutes we watched him through our eyelashes, rocking and swaying there to the motion of the train. Then we came to a station, and he got up and went out, muttering: "I must find a lower berth, or wait over." His servant came presently and carried away his things. Mr. Smythe's sore place was healed, his hunger for revenge was satisfied.
"But I did know what I was doing." This come with such depth of feeling that he knew he would no longer be able to bring her news of Philip Haig. "Then I'm glad," he said simply. Presently she told him her story; but much was omitted, especially the keenest of her sufferings, since remorse still haunted Smythe's solemn eyes. "And what have you been doing?" she asked.
"Or that bally old balloon of Professor Smythe's, eh?" echoed Bluff, as he surveyed the stretch of water separating them from the mainland. "But something must be done! Bluff, get your gun!" Frank was hastily removing the tennis shoes he wore aboard the boat. "What're you going to do?" demanded Will, as Bluff made haste to obey. "Two of us must get ashore. Perhaps Jerry needs help." "Oh! I see!
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