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And then a polite series of bobs addressed to Stock and his orchestra. Stock's long, slim hands poised in air. His fingertips seemed to draw from the men before him the first poignant strains of Theodore's concerto. Theodore stood, slim and straight. Fanny's face, lifted toward him, was a prayerful thing.
I have not only no right to punish this child for the sins of his father, but I consider that though God hated those sins, he has made them to be instrumental to my advancement." Tommy Williams called at the time appointed. In the mean time Mr. Stock's maid had made him a neat little suit of clothes of an old coat of her master's. She had also knit him a pair of stockings, and Mr.
So saying, he took out Mr. Stock's kind and pious letter, and was delighted at the bursts of laughter it produced. "What a canting dog!" said one.
But last night got him in the vitals hit him between the eyes; and his stock's not worth ten cents in the dollar to-day. But though the pumas are out, and he's done, and'll never see his way out of the hole he's in" he laughed at his grisly joke" it's natural to let him down easy. You've looked his way; he did you a good turn at the Carillon Rapids, and you'd do one for him if you could.
"I think I understand that," he said. He glanced at the list. "It's even shorter than I thought." "You notice, one-third of the stock's tied up in the Wentworth estate," said Tavistock. "Yes. And here's the name of Bowen's dividend clerk. Bowen is traveling in the far East.
Women with hair and chins like Mary's may be angels most of the time, but, when they take off their wings for a bit, they aren't half-hearted about it. "To be absolutely frank, old top," said poor old Bobbie, in a broken sort of way, "my stock's pretty low at home." There didn't seem much to be done. I just lit a cigarette and sat there. He didn't want to talk. Presently he went out.
"It's up to us to get somewhere where there is water pretty quick," put in Walt Phelps; "the last time I hit the little drinking canteen I noticed that there wasn't an awful lot left in the others." "No, and the stock's feelin' it, too," grunted Pete, digging his big, blunt-roweled spurs into his buckskin cayuse.
Vickars observed, "that the want of a little ready money should preclude her from the possibility of profiting by her situation." Miss Turnbull, who was not deficient in quickness of comprehension, upon this hint immediately said, "that her ladyship might command some thousands which she had in Sir Thomas Stock's bank."
We've got this great advantage; that Albert is at our beck and call, not theirs; and while he remains safe, our stock's good. Master Giuseppe knows that; but he also suspects that he's no longer safe himself; so he's probably going to take some chances in the next twenty-four hours." "Everything centres on the present safety of Mr. Redmayne?" "It does; and we must watch him like a pair of hawks.
"Where the dickens have you been? I've been trying all evening to get you," Sudden complained. "Huh? Oh, I just got in. I been fixing fence over west of here. Took me till dark No, the stock's all in wind had blowed down a couple of them rotten posts well, they was rotten enough to sag over, so I had to reset them Had to reset them, I said! Dig new holes!"
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