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"Trevor saith, sir, that a ship of not over sixty ton is drawing around Manomet, and that she flieth no colors as yet." "Ha! Let us see then, let us see!" cried the captain, and two minutes later was at the top of the hill, glass in hand. "Hm! Square rigged, slender built what say you, Trevor, is she a Frenchman?" "More like a Dutchman to my mind, sir."
And he said, "It must have been dusty in the train," and I said it was and he was beginning to say something more, when the woman with the green eyes said, "Harry, do hand me the cucumber sandwiches," and so he had to get up, and just then Sir Trevor came in, and he was glad to see me.
Logan agreed and they drove to his objective in the afternoon; it was beyond the border of known West Hammersmith. Trevor reconnoitred and made judicious notes of short cuts. On the following day, which was Thursday, Logan had a difficult piece of diplomacy to execute.
"It is so delightful to play a real live woman, for a change." The tenor was quite fatherly. "It is what I have been telling Hodgson for years," he said, "give them a simple human story." Crossing the stage, I ran against Marmaduke Trevor. "You will stay for my scene," he urged. "Another night," I answered. "I have only just returned." He sank his voice to a whisper.
"A penny for your thoughts, Mr. Trevor," said Ellen pertly. "You eat your pudding," said Joanna. It occurred to her that perhaps Martin was disgusted by the homeliness of the meal after all, he was gentry, and it was unusual for gentry to sit down to dinner with a crowd of farm-hands.... No doubt at home he had wine-glasses, and a servant-girl to hand the dishes.
"I don't object to telling you, old chap," he continued, "that I went in a little deeper than I intended. A good deal deeper, in fact. Miss Trevor is a deuced fine girl, and all that; but absolutely impossible. I forgot myself, and I confess I was pretty close to caught." "I congratulate you," I said gravely. "That's the point of it. I don't know that I'm out of the woods yet.
"Bad!" exclaimed Trevor, "he was a disgrace. One can understand a chap having his off-days at any game, but one doesn't expect a man in the Wrykyn first to funk. He mucked five out of every six passes I gave him, too, and the ball wasn't a bit slippery. Still, I shouldn't mind that so much if he had only gone for his man properly. It isn't being out of practice that makes you funk.
While business and pleasure thus appeared to promote each other, it came to my knowledge that an advertisement had appeared in the papers: stating that, if Hugh Trevor, the grandson of the reverend rector of *, were alive, by application at a place there named, he might hear of something very much to his advantage.
I always knew you were pretty mad, but this sounds as if it were going to beat all previous records." "Have ye seen the baths this term," continued O'Hara, "since they shifted Dexter's house into them? The beds are in two long rows along each wall. Moriarty's and mine are the last two at the end farthest from the door." "Just under the gallery," said Trevor. "I see." "That's it.
Trevor, don't you think you could induce him to sing one? as you were at school with him, and are a sort of son of the house?" At this Jock glowered with eyes that were alarming to see under the deep cover of his eyebrows, and MTutor laughed out.
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