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She tosses wearily, and is not much refreshed when morning dawns. Fortunately it is a busy day. Mrs. Dayre, who is a rather youngish widow of ample means, and who spent her early days at Westbrook, a sort of elder contemporary of the Grandons and Miss Stanwood, is to come with her young and pretty daughter, and take her mother with them to the West.
W.D. Foulke, Fighting the Spoilsman , describes the relation of the administration to the civil service; for the Dingley tariff, Stanwood, Tarbell and Taussig. The literature on the Spanish war is extensive.
The lamp-light on his face was stronger than he was aware; Elizabeth saw a good deal in it which he was not in the habit of displaying to his fellow-creatures. She stooped, and patted one of the collies, and told him she thought she really ought to go to bed; upon which Stanwood rose with alacrity, and conducted her to the museum, which had been turned into a very habitable sleeping-room.
I spoke of a Colonel Stanwood quite a different person, I can assure you." "I do not believe you, Dr. Mackey," answered Mrs. Ruthven emphatically. "You are very hard upon me, madam." "I think I have a right to be hard upon you, sir. You have tried your best to rob me of my son." "But he shan't do it, mother," put in Jack warmly. "No, Jack, he'll never be able to do that now," answered Mrs.
And yet, to the great surprise of his mother, Irene Stanwood captured him and rather cruelly flaunted her victory in the faces of all the Grandons. Yet there really could be no objection. She was a handsome, well-educated girl, with some fortune of her own and a considerable to come from her mother. Mrs.
Woollett bounced into the street again. "Mr. Woollett is annoyed," Hewitt observed, with a smile. "I'm afraid Plummer has a clumsy assistant somewhere." Mr. Claridge said nothing, but looked rather glum, for Mr. Woollett was a most excellent customer. Lord Stanwood and Hewitt walked slowly down the street, Hewitt staring at the pavement in profound thought.
They returned to the station together in the gathering darkness, got a hand car onto the track, and loaded it with a strange burden, after which Mindle disappeared into the storm with the car while Banneker wired to Stanwood an imperative call for a relief for next day even though the substitute should have to walk the twenty-odd miles.
The three men rose quickly, and even the languid face of Stanwood Pelgram took on a look of a little sharper interest than he had so far shown. From the tea table Miss Hurd cordially greeted the newcomer. "Tea, Helen?" she asked. "You're quite late. What have you been doing?" "Thank you, Isabel," the other replied. "Quite strong, and with sugar and lemon both."
They were hospitable souls and welcomed the diversion of a visitor. As the wagon drew nearer, Stanwood observed that there was a woman sitting beside the driver; whereupon he repaired to his own room to give himself a hasty polish. The dogs began to bark in a friendly manner, and, under cover of their noise, the wagon came up and stopped before the door.
Somewhat mystified by this apparition, Stanwood approached, and said; "Good-evening, madam." "Good-evening," came the reply, in a rather agitated voice. "I'm Elizabeth." "The deuce you are!" Struck, not by the unfatherly, but by the ungentlemanly nature of his response, Stanwood promptly gathered himself together, to meet the situation.
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