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Haddo said to Miss Symes, "You have told Fanny that her cousins are coming?" "Yes." "And how did she take it?" "Fanny is very much upset about her father's absence," was Miss Symes's unexpected answer. Mrs. Haddo looked attentively at the English teacher. Their eyes met, but neither uttered a single word. The next day, after school, Fanny went up to Miss Symes.
"But to get down to business," there was a suggestion of weariness in Prescott's tone "the water supply is ample?" "Oceans! Worlds of it, I might say." "The water rights perfect stand the severest legal scrutiny?" "Absolutely!" "Only engineers of recognized ability consulted and employed upon a project of such magnitude, I infer?" Mr. Symes's hesitation was so slight as to be scarcely perceptible.
The impression was general that the affairs of the Symes Irrigation Company were entirely satisfactory, and Symes's credit had only been limited by the local merchants' own credit. Heretofore the treasury had been replenished through the activities of Mudge, but it was now disturbingly low and payday was close, while instead of the expected check from the promoter came his disquieting letter.
In the end Symes's own money met the payroll, and the sensation of checking it out was much like parting with his heart's blood.
Wiping his clammy palms upon one of the handkerchiefs purchased on his wedding tour, the texture of which always gave him a pleasurable sense of refinement and well-being, he read again the line which showed below the paper-weight: There's one thing sure we're down and out. Symes's head sunk weakly forward. Down and out! Not even Mudge knew how far down and out!
Symes's neat speech of welcome was literally blown out of his mouth, so he contented himself with shouting a warning to "look out for his hat" in the ear of the first Homeseeker to venture from the car, and led the way to the Terriberry House. Crowheart found itself in the position of the boy at the double-ringed circus who suffers from the knowledge that there is something he must miss.
Cecilia," replied Fanny, looking up into Miss Symes's face; "and I am sure neither Susie nor I mind in the least your overhearing what we were talking about. Do we Susie?" "No," replied Susie; "how could we? St. Cecilia, if you think you have been playing the spy, we will punish you by making you sing for us to-night." Here Susie linked her hand lovingly through Miss Symes's arm.
Symes" every line of Parrott's face was deep-lined with anxiety as he spoke "but, of course, I've made you these loans largely upon my own responsibility, I've exceeded my authority, in fact, and any failure on your part " Mr. Parrott finding himself floundering under Symes's cold gaze blurted out desperately, "Well, 'twould break us!"
I know a fellow that was sick and had to cache the chocolate and things his folks sent him from the East under the mattress when he saw her coming and he always locked the fruit in his trunk after she had cleaned him out a dozen times as though a flock of seventeen-year locusts had swarmed down upon him. She's as regular as a boarder at Andy P. Symes's when meal-time rolls around.
Symes to take the chair she had vacated while she seated herself upon the arm. "Where have you been all day?" There was reproach in Mrs. Symes's dark eyes as she raised them to the woman's face. "Have you missed me?" A faint smile curved Dr. Harpe's lips. "Missed you! I've been so nervous and restless all day that I couldn't sit still." "Why didn't you come over to the hotel?" Dr.
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