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"Not much sealed, either," he added, noticing what a tiny spot of the flap stuck tight to the paper beneath. "Some one has dropped it here. By Jove, Ellery, it's addressed to William Barry! I'd give a farm in North Dakota to know what's in it." He turned it again and stared at the back. "I noticed," said Ellery, "that there was a mail-box near where we left the automobile.
For a short distance all went well. In fact, the girls rather liked riding in the rain. Then suddenly, without any warning, Frank stopped the car. "What is it, Frank?" cried Grace in alarm. "Did you run over somebody?" "No, it's worse than that," he answered gloomily. "Look, the road's closed for repairs!" The girls and boys stared at each other, dismay written on their faces.
Kent stared at her open-mouthed. "Then who requested you to lock the envelope in Rochester's safe?" he demanded, and receiving no reply, asked suddenly: "Was it Rochester?"
The school children stared when she talked about Christmas. Two big tears fell on her book. She was frightened, for she had not meant to cry. And now a sense of desolation rushed over her. Oh, what could she do without Betty! Then a sleigh stopped at the door. She ran to the window, and when she saw that it was Uncle Winthrop she was out of the door like a flash.
They stared at me, Farmer Michael, and Master Martin, and Miss Phemie, as if I was a spirit, while I told my tale; but I never said as how 'twas Sophia Joliffe as had bought the horses. Old Michael, he said nothing, but had a very blank look on his face, and Miss Phemie was crying; but Master Martin broke out saying 'twas all make-up, and I'd stole the money, and they must send for a constable.
Stoller let another silence elapse while they hurried on, before he said, "I got to thinking what he done afterwards. He wasn't bound to look out for me; he might suppose I knew what I was about." March turned his face and stared in Stoller's, which he was letting hang forward as he stamped heavily on.
"She said she said," and Dorothy hesitated, while the warm blood coursed to her pale cheeks "she said everybody knew Tom Scott was in in love with me!" Mrs. White simply stared at her niece. Then she shook her head ruefully, but she hardly knew what to say, for fear of further embarrassing Dorothy.
He broke off suddenly and stared in front of him with strange fixed eyeballs. Innocent and Priscilla looked at one another in alarm. There was a moment's tense stillness, then Innocent said in rather a trembling voice "Yes, Dad? You were saying something about Landon " The stony glare faded from his eyes and he looked at her with a more natural expression. "Landon? Did I speak of him? Oh yes!
"But that is quite impossible!" he said heavily. "That is quite impossible!" Suddenly he sprang to his feet, seizing her by the throat. "You are lying! You are lying!" he cried, raging. "Will you tell me the truth? Out with it!" He pressed her back over the table, as though he meant to kill her. Young Lasse began to cry. She stared at him with wondering eyes, which were full of increasing terror.
He got up, pulled up his chaps with the peculiar, hitching gesture which comes with long practice and grows to be second nature, and stared back defiantly at the wondering faces lighted by the dancing flames. He turned his back coolly upon them and walked away to where his horse stood, took up the reins and stuck his toe in the stirrup, went up and landed in the saddle ready for anything.
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