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"Don't interrupt me," he said peevishly, catching the servant in the act of staring at him. "Put down the bottle and go!" Forbidden to look at Mr. Sweetsir, the man's eyes as he left the gallery turned wonderingly towards the famous landscape. And what did he see?
Felix Sweetsir," Moody answered, with a sudden sternness of tone, and a sudden coldness of manner, which surprised Isabel. "You don't like him?" she said. As she spoke, Fe lix stopped to give audience to one of the grooms, who had apparently been sent with a message to him. He turned so that his face was once more visible to Isabel. Moody pressed her hand significantly as it rested on his arm.
It occurred to her sense of discretion that it might be well to avoid Captain Sweetsir in his new exaltation as a military martinet. She found a narrow, curving stairway which served employees. On the second floor, hastening along the dimly lighted corridors, turning several corners, she reached the spacious hall outside the Senate lobby. She paused for a moment.
But the other orders hold good, do they, politeness or no politeness?" "For mobs and meddling politicians, certainly! I put them all in the same class in a time like this." General Totten clucked a stuffy chuckle and clanked on his official way. Captain Sweetsir heard a sound that was as fully exasperating as the click of dice; somebody, somewhere in the dimly lighted rotunda, was snoring.
Sweetsir paid his debt. He came here, you may depend on it, to make sure that he had succeeded in destroying your prospects. A more depraved villain at heart than that man never swung from a gallows!" He checked himself at those words. The shock of the disclosure, the passion and vehemence with which he spoke, overwhelmed Isabel. She trembled like a frightened child.
Ronan's." "Aren't you and Mayor Morrison friendly?" "Oh yes! Certainly, sir! But " Captain Sweetsir appeared to be having much difficulty in completing his sentences, now that Stewart Morrison had become the topic of conversation. "But what?" "He didn't say anything, you tell me?" "His cordiality spoke louder than words. And, of course, I was glad to meet him half-way.
"Captain Sweetsir, instruct your men to empty their magazines, assemble accoutrements, and stand at ease in marching order." The captain came onto his tiptoes in order to elongate himself as a human interrogation-point. "Captain Sweetsir, order your bugler to sound retreat!"
She had heard favorable reports of the extraordinary ingenuity of the French police; and she now proposed sending to Paris for assistance, after first consulting her nephew, Mr. Felix Sweetsir. "Felix knows Paris as well as he knows London," she remarked. "He is an idle man, and it is quite likely that he will relieve us of all trouble by taking the matter into his own hands.
If these poor pages have achieved nothing else, they have done a service to persons not in society by presenting them to Sweetsir. "Well," said Lady Lydiard, "now you are here, what have you got to say for yourself? You have been abroad, of course! Where?" "Principally at Paris, my dear aunt.
Sweetsir "the horrid weight of the atmosphere, after the exhilarating air of Paris; the intolerable dirt and dullness of London, you know. I was in bed, my dear aunt, when I received your letter. You may imagine the completely demoralised?? state I was in, when I tell you of the effect which the news of the robbery produced on me. I fell back on my pillow, as if I had been shot.
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