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Kinloch," said he, slowly, "I th-think I understand. Ef I don't, it isn't because you don't mum-make the matter plain. I sha'n't go to Squire Clamp till I have the mum-money, all of it. I hope no a-a-enemy of yourn will be so hard to y-you as my friends are to me." With singular command over her tongue and temper, Mrs.
"I didn't th-think quick enough." He saw Grant's head appear above the surface and beheld the Texan striking out toward Rackliff with strong strokes that sent him forging through the water. The gathering crowd on the bridge began to cheer the rescuer. "Of course!" whispered Phil savagely. "It's another feather in his cap!
"They say Eliot has said Grant will make a better pitcher than you, because you lack heart." It was a blow below the belt, and, in spite of himself, Phil could not help showing the effect. "He's welcome to th-think what he chooses," he exclaimed hotly; "it doesn't disturb me."
"I c-can't explain it, even to myself, Marcella. But I I th-think it w-was because I g-got a bit huffy with the idea th-that I was depending on you for everything. I f-felt as if I was tied to your apron strings. I felt as if I was being a g-good little b-b-boy, you know. So I thought I'd kick a bit! But I w-was trying damned hard before. You know I was."
"I'm only a p-p-poor wine-g-grower, and know n-nothing about wh-what you have just t-told me; I m-m-must th-think about it." "Very good," said the president, preparing to resume his argument. "Nephew!" said the notary, interrupting him in a warning tone. "Well, what, uncle?" answered the president. "Let Monsieur Grandet explain his own intentions. The matter in question is of the first importance.
But, in spite of all this, he was running down-hill; he knew it himself, and once he told Dr. Lavendar that this business of dying made a man narrow. "I th-think about it all the time," he complained. "Can't put my mind on anything else. It's damned narrowing." Yet William King said to Dr. Lavendar that he thought that if the old man could be induced to talk of his grandson, he might rally.
The hard, damp lump of pocket-handkerchief was not a bit of good, and before she could reach out for it Ralph's arms were round her and he was kissing the tears off one by one. "Darling, I didn't think you really minded " "What d-did you th-think, then?" she sobbed. "I thought you were playing. A sort of variation of the game." "I told you it was a cruel game." "Never mind. It's all over.
When Dick Martin had reached this stage, he turned with a superhumanly solemn countenance to Bryce and winked. "If if you th-think," said Bryce thickly, "th-that winkin' suits you, you're mistaken."
I th-think you had, the circumstances considered. At all events," steadying her voice, "I say you have, now. I give you that right. Please go and investigate that hand-bag, Mr. Maitland. I wish you to." He turned and stared at her curiously. "I don't know what to think," he said. "I can not believe " "You mu-must believe. I have no right to profit by your disbelief.... Dear Mr.
They th-think I'm dead. After fifteen years? My God, Pete! Why didn't you tell me?" He pleaded the last with a shaken sort of sharpness, in pitiful contrast to the bombast of the preceding speech. "I didn't see the good of telling you. I was waiting until this trip to see if the picture was still there, and maybe to ask some questions." "What does it mean?" whispered Bella.
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