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Happy and Wheedles had to do duty for many during the morning hours, but the girls' especial escorts were punctual to the minute when the launch from Severndale ran up to the Maryland Avenue float at three-forty-five each afternoon, and they had no cause to complain of a lack of attention, for many beside those who had been invited to Severndale were eager for dances with little gypsy Rosalie, tall, stately Stella, winsome Natalie, shy Marjorie or the scornful Juno, whose superiority was considered a big joke.
You are ushered into a little side room where it is your duty to sit with the corpse for the few brief hours which elapse between three-forty-five and four o'clock. Occasionally he stirs and a faint spark of life seems to struggle in his sunken eyes. His lips move feebly. You bend over to catch his dying words. "Have you got the ring?" he whispers. "Yes," you reply. "Everything's fine.
Can't we arrange a meeting at my office?" They settled on a meeting at three-forty-five on Monday while Morton Washer dealt. "Bless my heart, Mort Washer, that's the fourth time you've turned my first card and it's always a deuce!" complained the colonel. "If you do it again I shall be compelled to give you an old-time, school-day licking."
"Practice march by battalions from two-forty-five to three-forty-five. Squad drill from four o'clock until retreat. That looks brisk, Greg." "Doesn't it?" asked Holmes, without too plain signs of enthusiasm. "Company drill and the hike call for our presence, preferably, and yet I've paper work enough to keep me busy until evening mess."
The next ferryboat connecting at Sausalito with the electric train for Yolanda left at three-forty-five. She had no time to lose; it was a good ten minutes' walk from the office to the ferry and little to be gained by taking a street-car. She managed her preparations for departure successfully, but in the end she had to ask Miss Munch to telephone her mother.
My man always left his office at three-forty-five and that I would have to come again. "We went down in the elevator together, the boy winking all the way down at me and that's all, Joan, except that you've got to go careful with Mr. Kenneth Raymond.
"The telegram was from Buffalo. I suppose she was on her way when she sent it." Brockton had found the right page, and was busy calculating the time made by the different trains. "There's a train comes in here at nine-thirty that's the Twentieth Century. That doesn't carry passengers from Buffalo. Then there's one at eleven-forty-one. One at one-forty-nine. Another at three-forty-five.
'It seems another eternity before the three-forty-five train, doesn't it? she insisted. 'I wish we might never go back, he said. Helena sighed. 'It would be too much for life to give. We have had something, Siegmund, she said. He bowed his head, and did not answer. 'It has been something, dear, she repeated. He rose and took her in his arms.
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