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Honaton gave him a silver traveling-flask, plain except for an offensive cat's-eye set in the top. Benson, more humane and practical, gave him a check. "I think I've cleared up everything before I leave," Wayne said, trying to be conscientious in return for their kindness, "except one thing. I've never corrected the proof of my report on the Southerland coal property."
"You suggested May, I believe," she said wistfully. The Tracer leaned back in his chair, joining the tips of his fingers reflectively. "Miss Southerland," he said, "you have been with us a year. I thought it might interest you to know that I am exceedingly pleased with you." She colored charmingly. "But," he added, "I'm terribly afraid we're going to lose you." "Why?" she asked, startled.
His first visit resulted merely in a brief interview with Mr. Keen, who smilingly reported progress and suavely bowed him out. He looked about for Miss Southerland as he was leaving, but did not see her.
Where is she? I I'll take a look at the person she discovered; I will, really." "Why, it's only this: I suspected that you might identify a person whom I had reason to believe was to be found every morning riding in the Park. So Miss Southerland has been riding there every day. Yesterday she came here, greatly excited " "Yes yes go on!" Keen gazed dreamily at the sunny window.
Among the latter the gallant brigadier general himself has a smart wound in his arm, but not disabled; and Major R. Farqueson, Second Tennessee, H.F. Murray, second lieutenant, G.T. Southerland, first lieutenant, W.P. Hale, adjutant, all of the same regiment, severely, and First-Lieutenant W. Yearwood mortally wounded.
"Quite wrong, Miss Southerland." "But but you said you had seen her here this morning!" "Yes, I have." "Did you speak to her before you met me?" "No not before I met you." "Then you have not spoken to her. Is she still here in the Park?" "Yes, she is still here." The girl turned on him excitedly: "Do you mean to say that you will not speak to her?" "I had rather not "
"Not that I expect to find her outside the borough of Manhattan," he said, smiling, as he hung up the receiver and turned to her; "but it's as well to know how many types of that species exist in this Republic, and who they are in case any other young man comes here raving of brown eyes and 'gleams' in the hair." Miss Southerland, to her own intense consternation, blushed.
Keen, and vaguely holding the entire world guilty of conspiracy. He had no definite idea of what he wanted, except that his desire to see Miss Southerland again seemed out of all proportion to any reasonable motive for seeing her. Occasional fits of disgust with himself for what he had done were varied with moody hours of speculation. Suppose Mr. Keen did find his ideal? What of it?
"Suppose you ride out and see how close Miss Southerland has come to solving our problem." Gatewood seized the offered hand and wrung it with a fervor out of all reason; and it is curious that the Tracer of Lost Persons did not appear to be astonished. "You're rather impetuous like your father," he said slowly.
"Yes," he said, "I am." "Is she in love with you?" "No; she hates me I'm afraid." "Is she in love with anybody?" "That is a very difficult " The girl wrote: "He doesn't know," with a satisfaction apparently causeless. "Is she a relative of yours, Mr. Gatewood?" very sweetly. "No, Miss Southerland," very positively. "You you desire to marry her you say?" "I do. But I didn't say it."
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