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Come, Herm, if we " "You think I'm kidding little Jingle Bells, don't you?" Miss St. Claire sat back against her chair; her black eyes had quieted. "If you ain't kidding you must be crazy with the heat or dr " "Look at my glass. Have I touched it?" "The man's raving, Syl! Wants to marry me and take me back to St. Louis, Thursday." "Cut the comedy and come!
That august body walked leisurely to their seats of honour in a bower of evergreens behind the organ, secure in the knowledge that the meeting could not possibly commence without them. They were soon settled in their places, and Syl Todd found to his unspeakable delight that he was seated next to Maggie Hamilton.
"Well, Art," said Harte, "there's one man you can't blame for this, and that is Syl Harte." "No, Syl, never but now, boys, I am ready." "Frank Maguire's health! hip, hip, hurra!"
"Want to go, Jingle Bells?" "Sure." "But I'm on the level, little one. No kidding. Day after to-morrow. St. Louis with me!" Miss Cleone St. Claire drew herself up, the doll look receding somewhat from her gaze. "Say, bo, you got me wrong. I'm one of the nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand chorus girls you could introduce your sister to. Aren't I, Syl?"
Fernshire don't understand that we have been brought up together. In Suffolk it's different; but Fernshire will be putting it down as my habit to call all gentlemen by their Christian names, and I certainly don't want that." "As you like, Syl I mean, Miss Chipchase," replied Lionel; and with that they made their way to the ball-room, where Jim Bloxam immediately claimed the young lady's hand.
The sand-bag impression had been removed the figure was alive! "Syl, dear, you are wonderful!" Joan came and stood close. "What have you done to it?" "Put you in it. Or," here Sylvia tossed her palette aside and caught Joan by the shoulders, "you've put yourself in me. I've a line on your opportunity, Joan, it came to me like a flash of inspiration. I hope you are game."
"Faix, if we disturb you, Art, we're off that 'ud be too bad; yes, Syl, you were right, it was very thoughtless of us: Art, we ax your pardon, sorra one of us meant you any offence in life come, boys." Art's generosity was thus fairly challenged, and he was not to be outdone "Aisy, boys," said he; "sit down; I'll not go, if that'll plaise yez; sure you'll neither eat me nor dhrink me."
His manner of addressing Jessie he considered irresistible and felt sure it would not fail with even so hardhearted a divinity as was his. Maggie was just emerging from the church, talking and laughing in a way that would have scandalised old Andrew Johnstone, when Syl stepped forward to put his new formula to the test.
She felt that she was being disposed of simply to get her out of the way. She resented it and she was hurt. "I do not have to decide just now," she said, coldly; "and don't fuss about me, Syl. Now that you and Joan are provided for I can jog along at my own free will, and no one will have to pay but me!" "Pat!" Joan broke in, "you and I will stick together. And it's all right about Syl.
"If you don't know how to behave yourself, Sam, in the presence of these ladies, maybe you better go back to the hotel alone. I'm going to see these young ladies to their door, and before we go me and this little girl are going to understand each other." Mr. Kahn sat down again in some stupefaction. "Well, of all the nerve! Who are you? Whatta you think I am? Syl, what's his game?"
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