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Updated: June 23, 2025
Tennelly was off in a whirl of words. "Almost thou persuadest me!" Had some one whispered the words behind him as he went? Courtland stood looking after him till the door closed, then he turned and stepped to the window again. He was so long standing there, motionless, that Pat went at last and touched him on the shoulder. "Say, pard," he said, in a low, gruff voice.
I must say I don't like to wait. When I find a man I like to nail him. What's the idea, Thomas? Has he got something else up his sleeve?" "Not that I know of," said Tennelly, looking troubled. "I guess he's just got to think it over. That's Court. He never steps into a position until he knows exactly what he thinks about it." "M-m-m! Another good trait! You're sure it isn't anything else?"
"You're the only one in the wide world who knows all about it, and understands, Court," he pleaded, and Courtland, looking at his friend's wistful face, feeling, as he did, that Tennelly was entering a living purgatory, could not refuse him. It did not please Gila to have him take that place in the wedding party.
It was the second day after he went back that he met Pat on the street, and it was from Pat that he learned that Tennelly and Bill Ward had gone down to the shore to a house party given by "that fluffy-ruffles cousin of Bill's." Pat drew his own conclusions from the white look on Courtland's face when he told him.
They went over to him as if he had been a child who had been lost and was found on some perilous height and needing to be coaxed gently away from it. "Oh, so you're here, Court," said Tennelly, slapping his shoulder with gentle roughness, "Great little old room, isn't it? The fellows' idea to keep flowers here. Kind of a continual memorial." "Great fellow, that Steve!" said Pat, hoarsely.
On the left, the old foundry had been cleansed and transformed, and had become a hospital belonging to the church. I couldn't help thinking right then and there what a grand doctor Tennelly would have made if he only hadn't been an aristocrat. The hospital was all white, and there was an ambulance belonging to it, and nurses who worked not only for money, but for the love of Christ.
Personality is a great factor in success you know." Tennelly, in the brief space allowed him, declared that his friend would pass this test. "Well ah! And can he ah! can he lead men? Because that is a very important point. The man I want must be a leader." "I think he is." "Um ah! And does he ?" on down through a long list of questions.
Tennelly answered the shocked question in the eyes of Bill with a nod. "Yes, the brightest fellow in the class, but he sure is batty in the bean! You ought to have heard him talk. Say! I don't believe it was all the fire. Court's been studying too hard. He's been an awful shark for a fellow that went in for athletics and everything else. He's studied too hard and it's gone to his head!"
"Shut up, Nelly. Can't you see the game's called? I'm telling you straight. If you don't believe it wait and see." Tennelly looked again. That surely was Courtland sitting there. What could be the meaning of it all? Had Courtland taken to itinerary preaching? Consternation filled his soul. He loved Courtland as his own brother. He would have done anything to save his brilliant career for him.
Perhaps her spirit seethed the more violently within her silent, angry body because she was not yet sure of Tennelly.
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