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Scott had gone to Philadelphia this morning to make some purchases for his journey. He would not he back till afternoon. Rex had not yet planned what to do with himself in the meantime. "Where are you going?" he called out presently, when he saw Roy walking down toward the gate. "Over to Mr. Tyler's to see how he is. Want to come?" "I believe I do," answered Rex slowly.
From the cottonwoods, he spied Dallas at work in the corn, so he directed his steps thither. She did not see him. Her back was toward the river, and the sun was glinting on her swinging hoe. Beyond her, on a picket-rope, was Simon, the bull. He was travelling in a restless circle, and sending lonesome blasts across the deserted prairie.
"But when you did understand him you changed your mind." "I couldn't help it." "And did you change anything more than your mind?" There was so much insinuation in the cracked voice that Olivia colored, in spite of the degree in which she thought herself armed against all surprises. It was a minute or more before she was prepared with an answer. "I changed my attitude toward him.
By-and-by he put his hands on his knees, rose with a slow, uncertain motion, and stalked heavily toward the door. The fresh night air would do him good. The thought breathes more briskly in God's free nature, under the broad canopy of heaven. The white mist rose from the fields, and made the valley below appear like a white sea whose nearness you feel, even though you do not see it.
When?" "At once! There is no time to be lost. Already " He gave a sudden exclamation. "What is it?" she asked. He stepped toward the curtain; it moved perceptibly. "Some one has been listening," exclaimed Miss Van Rolsen excitedly. "Yes, some one." Significantly. As he spoke he threw back the curtain and revealed the door partly ajar.
"No; but the safest place in the house, if, by any chance, it is searched by a scouting party." The old gentleman nodded, as if in approval. "Possibly it would be safer, although I hardly anticipate any such calls from the enemy with our own people so near. You will not be the first Confederate to lie hidden there, sir," with a bow to me, and a quick glance toward the smiling girl.
" but I mean to put up with it no longer; and in consequence I take the boorish liberty of suggesting that this is none of your affair." "Good sir," I conceded, "your Lordship speaks with considerable justice, and we must leave the final decision to Miss here." I bowed toward her.
Vaguely, in the midst of his great excitement, he had heard a whistle sound as he dropped inside the wall. He did not know then whence the shrill call had come, but afterward he knew that Coira O' Hara had blown it. And now, as he ran forward toward the two who stood at a distance staring at him, he heard other steps and he slackened his pace to look.
"Oh, we'll put it through all right," said the Chicago man. "Don't worry about that. We'll put it through" "If Molick doesn't kick up a row," observed Mr. Carson. "Yes, of course we've got to look out for him. But I think " Mr. Bellmore never finished his sentence. "Look out, Dave!" he yelled, as if he could warn the lad who was riding toward the rushing steer. "Oh! Oh!" gasped Mr. Carson.
"Where, then?" demanded the Bellows. "I'd like to find my hat," said Tom. "Very well," said the Bellows. "I see it speeding off toward the moon, and we'll chase after it, but we'll never catch it if it misses the moon and falls past it into space."
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