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Ellis's car, and that evening she went back to the kitchen and made a boiled salad dressing. We were all deceived. Charlie Sands came the next morning. He was on the veranda reading a paper when we got down to breakfast. Tish's face was a study. "Who sent for you?" she demanded. "Sent for me! Why, who would send for me? I'm here to write up the race.
The atmosphere was not cleared by Aggie's taking the Cluny-lace centerpiece to the cemetery and placing it, with my sheaf, on Mr. Wiggins's grave. As we got into Tish's machine to go back, Aggie was undeniably peevish. She caught cold, too, and was sneezing as she always does when she is irritated or excited.
" fell off a roof on a rainy day and was picked up by a man with a horse and buggy quite unconscious." The next three weeks were busy times for Percy. He wore Tish's blanket for two days, and then, finding it in the way, he discarded it altogether. Seen in daylight it was easy to understand why little Dorothea was in love with him.
On Tish's saying she had no time to wait, because she wanted to put kerosene in the cylinders before the engine cooled, Bettina lapsed into silence and stood by watching us. Bettina took us upstairs. She had put Drummond's "Natural Law in the Spiritual World" on my table and a couch was ready with pillows and a knitted slumber robe.
Tish's idea was this: We would ride up while they were lunching, pretend to think them real bandits, paying no attention to them if they fired at us, as we knew they had only blank cartridges, and, having taken them prisoners, make them walk in ignominy to the nearest camp, some miles farther.
He was at the door of Tish's room, pouring out to Aggie and Tish his grief, and offering the black necktie as proof. We were just where we had started, but minus one hundred and twenty dollars; for, the black-mustached gentleman having gone after trying to sell Tish another silk kimono, I demanded Tufik's ticket to be redeemed and was met with two empty hands, outstretched.
I do not know when I have seen fish come as easy. Perhaps it was the worms, which had grown both long and fat, so that one was too much for a hook; and we cut them with scissors, like tape or ribbon. Aggie and I finally got so sick of fish that while Tish's head was turned we dropped in our lines without bait.
I took one arm and Tufik the other, and we got her out and seated on one of the wooden steps. She was a blue-green color and the whites of her eyes were yellow. But I had little time for Aggie. Tufik caught my hand and pointed. Tish's machine was coming down the alley.
He was dazed when we bought him a steamer trunk and a rug, and disappeared again, returning in a few moments with a small paper bag full of gumdrops. We were quite touched. That, as I say, was on Tuesday. Tufik had been sleeping in Tish's guest-room since his desperate attempt at suicide, and we sent his things to Tish's apartment.
McDonald, instead of swimming after the thing, merely folded his arms and looked at it. "You know," he said to Hutchins, "you have so unpleasant a disposition that somebody we both know of is better off than he thinks he is!" Tish's fury knew no bounds, for there we were marooned and two of us wet to the skin.
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