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But Samuel was looking at them already intently. And just then the beautiful woman turned and, catching sight of the Tutts, smiled cordially if somewhat roguishly and raised her glass, as did her companion. Mechanically Tutt elevated his. The three drank to one another. "Do you know those people, Samuel?" inquired Mrs. Tutt somewhat stiffly. "Who are they?"
One of the tall hats crept quietly to the door and vanished. The others sat like images. Then the court said very quietly: "I will adjourn this matter for one week. I need not point out that what has occurred has a very grave interpretation. Adjourn court!" Old Doc Barrows, the two Tutts and Miss Wiggin were sitting in Mr. Tutt's office an hour later when Willie announced that Mr.
The long shadows of the afternoon's sun lay in the backyard of the Terriberry House when Essie sat down in the doorway to rest before her evening's work began. The girl's sad face rested in the palm of her hand and her shoulders drooped wearily as Mrs. Abe Tutts in her blue flannel yachting cap came down the road beside her friend Mrs.
"I don't know," stammered Mrs. Symes who was still truthful rather than tactful, "but I'll ask Phidias." "You find out and lemme know," said Mrs. Tutts menacingly. "They can't nobody in this town hand me nothin'!" Since Mrs. Tutts's sensitiveness appeared always to show itself in a desire to do the offender bodily harm, Andy P. Symes took care not to commit himself.
"The fuller a dress is the less they is of it. You're thinkin' of a masquerade, maybe. Personally myself," declared Mrs. Jackson modestly, "I don't aim to expose my shoulder blades for nobody not for nobody." "I'd do it if I was you," replied Mrs. Tutts significantly. "Why, if you was me?" inquired Mrs. Jackson, biting guilelessly. "Because" Mrs. Tutts backed out of reach.
A tinge of acerbity was noticeable in the comments of those who were unaccustomed to the sensation of being excluded, among them Mrs. Abe Tutts, whose quick recognition of slights led one to believe she had received a great many of them. Mrs. Tutts, who was personally distasteful to Mr. Symes, went so far as to inquire belligerently of Mrs. Symes why she had not been invited.
There they were! Mr. Hepplewhite watched with palpitating heart while they straggled slowly in. The clerk made the ordinary perfunctory inquiry as to what their verdict was. Mr. Hepplewhite did not hear what the foreman said in reply, but he saw both the Tutts and O'Brien start from their seats and heard a loud murmur rise throughout the court room.
"I don't think he was a burglar. Anyhow he's in the Tombs now, shouting for a lawyer. I listened to him and made a note of the case." Mr. Tutt pushed over the box of stogies and leaned back attentively. "You know the Hepplewhite house up on Fifth Avenue that great stone one with the driveway?" The Tutts nodded.
The two Tutts composing the firm of Tutt & Tutt were both, at the time of the mouse case, comparatively young men.
She sank cautiously into the blue rocking-chair and removed a hatpin which skewered her yachting cap to a knob of hair. "That beats me! 'Mrs. Andrew Phidias Symes!" Mrs. Tutts saw no reason to slight the letter p and pronounced it distinctly. "At home Thursdays between two and four! What of it? Ain't we all generally home Thursdays between two and four?"
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