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Shirley smiled in triumph as, unseen by her father and mother, she passed it over to Stott. She at once sat down and wrote this reply: MR. JOHN BURKETT RYDER, Dear Sir. I am sorry that I am unable to comply with your request. I prefer the invitation to call at your private residence should come from Mrs. Ryder. Yours, etc.,
Hicks, while his hand slipped carelessly to the stick of stove-wood, "if you force the issue, I will say that I've seen a good many wormy trout come out of the Yellowstone but that was the worst I ever met up with." Mr. Stott advanced belligerently. "And you dare boast of it!" "I'm not boasting I'm just telling you," replied Mr. Hicks, calmly.
Stott supporting his wife in what seemed to be a fainting condition. Wallie hastened forward to lend his assistance if necessary. "Is she ill?" he inquired, solicitously. "Ill! She is sick at her stomach and no wonder!" He was plainly angry and appeared to direct his wrath at Wallie. While Wallie wondered, it did not seem a propitious moment to ask questions, and he would have turned away had Mr.
I was thinking of this man who had drawn huge crowds from every part of England, who had been a national hero, and who, now, was unable to face his own child. Presently Stott broke out again. "To think of all the trouble I took when 'e was comin'," he said, stopping in front of me. "There was nothin' the missus fancied as I wouldn't get. We was livin' in Stoke then."
The rails on the upper decks were seen to be lined with passengers, all dressed in their shore going clothes, some waving handkerchiefs at friends they already recognized, all impatiently awaiting the shipping of the gangplank. Stott had come early.
"I must apologize for intruding at this unseemly hour, sir," said Stott, "but time is precious. The Senate meets to-morrow to vote. If anything is to be done for Judge Rossmore it must be done to- night." "I fail to see why you address yourself to me in this matter, sir," replied Ryder with asperity.
Stott declared in a tone which implied that a tremendous upheaval of some kind would follow his decision, "my wife and I will leave your party and continue through the Park by motor." Wallie felt that it was useless to argue with any one so determined, so he made no effort to persuade Mr. Stott to remain, though the deflection of two more persons was a serious matter to him and Pinkey.
It was a relief when the triangle jangled for dinner, and Wallie looked forward to the ride afterward, although it had its attendant irritations chief of which was the propensity of J. Harry Stott to gallop ahead and then gallop back to see if the party was coming: rare sport for Mr. Stott, but less so for the buckskin.
Berridge came to clear away my dinner I dined, without shame, at half-past twelve I detained her with conversation. Presently I asked about little Stott. "He's a queer one, that's what he is," said Mrs. Berridge. She was a neat, comely little woman, rather superior to her station, and it seemed to me, certainly superior to her clod of a husband. "A great reader, Farmer Bates tells me," I said.
'Lord 'elp us, nurse, I says, 'Lord 'elp us. I was that opset, I didn't rightly know what I was a-saying...." Stott pushed past the agitated Mrs. Reade, and went into the sitting-room. He had had neither breakfast nor lunch; there was no sign of any preparation for his tea, and the fireplace was grey with the cinders of last night's fire.
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