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After due reflection, Toomey had written to Prentiss recalling the circumstances of their meeting and the fact that he had evidenced an interest in their country, and renewing his invitation for a visit. He went at some length into the details of the defunct irrigation project at Prouty, which if properly completed and managed was a sure and big winner.
"I was punching then for old Bill Toomey, on the San Miguel . One day I gets all ensnared up in aspirations for to eat some canned grub that hasn't ever mooed or baaed or grunted or been in peck measures. So, I gets on my bronc and pushes the wind for Uncle Emsley Telfair's store at the Pimienta Crossing on the Nueces .
Toomey bought chocolates while Mrs. Toomey held her hands to the stove and shivered. "Come on, Dell." Toomey's glance as he took the candy included the stranger. "How're you?" he nodded carelessly. They were to be the last, apparently, for when their footsteps died away the street again grew silent. The clerk planted his feet on the nickel railing and stared at the stove gloomily.
"If you say that again I'll dress and go out and rob a hen roost!" Mrs. Toomey suggested hopefully: "Perhaps if you light the lamp, and smoke, it will take your mind off your stomach." "I surmise that's all there is on it." Toomey lighted the lamp on the table beside the bed and looked at the clock on the bureau. "Hours yet, my love, before I can gorge myself on a shredded wheat biscuit." Mrs.
In the meantime Toomey had brought the velvet-mouthed horse to its haunches in front of the laundry where he tossed a bundle into the sheepman's arms, saying casually; "Take that inside, my man." Without a change of expression, Mormon Joe caught it, rolled it compactly and kicked it over the horse's back into the street. "There's no brass buttons sewed on my coat take it yourself!"
The Major stared round-eyed, breathless, like a child listening to a fairy tale which he feared would end if he interrupted. "In the evenin' the boss puts on a kind of eatin' jacket, a sawed-off coat that makes a growed man look plumb foolish, and she comes out in silk and satin that shows considerable hide. Have you met this here Toomey?" "Not yet; that's a pleasure still in store for me."
Toomey noted that his eyes suddenly presented the curious illusion of two slate-gray pools covered with skim ice. It was not an encouraging sign and her heart sank in spite of the superlative suavity of the tone in which he inquired: "What security would you be able to give, Mrs. Toomey?" Security? Between friends? She had not expected this. "I I'm afraid I we haven't any, Mr. Pantin.
Toomey on the Mogul that pulls the Time Freight over the range " And here Geordie stopped him. "Hear this, Mr. McCrea," said he. "Toomey, of 'E' Troop, fireman on the big freight-engine! He'll surely know where the others are. Now, you know the railway people. You say you've got to stay here a day or two.
She could scarcely have begged for her life with more earnestness. "I am very fond of you," Mrs. Toomey evaded. She did not look at her. Kate regarded her steadily. Laying down the hand she had taken she asked quietly: "Will you tell me something truthfully, Mrs. Toomey?" Mrs. Toomey's mind, ratlike, scuttled hither and thither, wondering what was coming. "If I can," uneasily.
It doesn't make much difference whether they are brilliant or rich or successful, if only they are true-hearted. Loyalty is the great attribute but," and he shrugged a shoulder, "it is my judgment that you will not find it in that quarter." "You're prejudiced." "It is my privilege to have an opinion," he replied coldly. "We were going to be friends Mrs. Toomey and I we shook hands on it!"
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