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It was not that she said anything definitely disconcerting, but there were occasional hints and innuendoes, and now and then a question which seemed innocent enough but which Stratton found difficult to parry.
Florence, having remained a fortnight in town after Harry's return to the sheepfold, and having accepted Lady Ongar's present not without a long and anxious consultation with her sister-in-law on the subject had returned in fully restored happiness to Stratton. Mrs. Burton was at Ramsgate with the children, and Mr.
You don't know how exceedingly sorry I am, Professor Stratton. The work on your book can go on without it, I hope." The older woman forgot her incorrigible shyness in dismay. "What a shame! How distressing!" She hurried forward impulsively to examine the sheet. "Since you brought it to me last night I have been exulting in the thought of it. You have great talent for such work.
"So we shan't see you again," said Stratton, lighting a cigar at the gas. Ford had resumed his puffing at his black pipe and his seat on the table. "Not soon at any rate," answered Ned. "I shall be in Western Queensland this time next week." "The men are organising fast up that way, aren't they?" asked Stratton. "They had to," said Ned.
An English girl, Miss Stratton, conceived the daring idea, two or three years ago, of attempting the ascent in the middle of winter. She tried it and she succeeded. Moreover, she froze two of her fingers on the way up, she fell in love with her guide on the summit, and she married him when she got to the bottom again.
The animals were then led out, and Stratton was on the point of mounting when the sound of light footsteps made him turn quickly to find Miss Manning almost at his elbow. "But you're not leaving now, without waiting to say good-by?" she expostulated. Buck's lips straightened grimly, with a grotesque twisted effect caused by the plaster at the corner.
Bloss wrote frequent and painstaking reports which seemed to indicate that everything was going well. But all through the long and tedious journey ending at the little Arizona way-station, Stratton fumed and fretted and wondered. Even if Joe had failed to see his name amongst the missing, what must he have thought of his interminable silence?
"Would it ease your mind any if we saddled up an' followed the bunch?" he asked. Jessup drew a quick breath and half rose from the bunk. "By cripes, yes!" he exclaimed. "Yuh mean you'd " "Sure," said Stratton, reaching for his boots. "Why not? If there's going to be any excitement I'd like to be on hand. Pile into your clothes, kid, and let's go." Jessup began to dress rapidly.
The modern Bath road deserts the Roman trackway to make an easier descent into Radstock, but the Roman road, more suo, regardless of obstacles, clambered up hill and down dale, and made straight for Stratton. The lane which passes in front of the post-office and mounts the opposite embankment keeps the line of the original route. Clapton-in-Gordano, a parish 4 m. N.E. of Clevedon.
The reporter followed him on the other side of the thoroughfare. Whether to do it in the dark or in the light, was the question that troubled Stratton. If he did it in the dark, he would miss the expression on the face of the surprised man. If he did it in the light, the doctor might recognize him as the Chicago reporter, and would know at once that he was no detective.
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