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It won't be upsetting your arrangements?" "Not a bit. The more the merrier. Can you catch the two-fifteen? It's fearfully short notice." "Heavens, yes. I can pack in ten minutes. Thanks very much." "Good business. There'll be shooting and all that sort of rot. Oh, and by the way, are you any good at acting? I mean, there are going to be private theatricals of sorts.
"I think you'd better make it an even seventy, whatever it is you're counting up, and come on out to luncheon. I've an appointment at two-fifteen, you know." "Luncheon!" she waved the paper in the air "with this outrage on my mind! Nectar would curdle in my system." Jock rose and strolled lazily over to the desk. "What is it?" He glanced idly at the sheet of paper. "Sixty-nine what?" Mrs.
At a quarter-past one a subdued order ran round the trenches; the men fell in on the sheltered side of the plantation; picks and shovels were checked; rifles and equipment were resumed; and the party stole silently away to the cross-road, where the three shells were timed to arrive at two-fifteen.
The delirium always affected me that way: to see the vacant stare in his eyes no look of recognition when I entered. The nurse went out that afternoon. "He's doing nicely," was the last thing she said. She had not been gone half an hour it was just two-fifteen and I was lying on her bed watching Carl, when he called, "Buddie, I'm going come hold my hand."
When, promptly at two-fifteen, he rang her bell, she was waiting, hat and gloves on, and called out, "All ready!" as the taxi-driver followed Ayling up for her bag.... The spring had come up to meet them at Homebury St. Mary. So Bessie Lonsdale said to herself when she woke in her old-fashioned chintz-curtained room.
"I guess likely you gave me up," he said in his high key, "but I waited long's I dared for the through train. She's been snowed under three days in the Rockies. They had her due at Wenatchee by two-fifteen; then it was put off to five, and when the local came along, I thought I might as well take her." Mrs. Weatherbee, who had started to rise, settled back in her chair with a smile.
Winton pointed to the waiting octopod. "I'm going to order the Two-fifteen down out of the way: you may go with her if you like." "I guess not!" quoth the assistant, calmly lighting a fresh cigarette. And then to the water-boy, who was acting quartermaster: "Give me a rifle and a cartridge-belt, Chunky, and I'll stay here with the boss."
It looked like a hopeless hunt, too, until I runs across this invitation card announcin' that the Misses Pulsifer will be at home from two-fifteen until five-thirty. There's a Fort Washington Road address, and down in one corner it says "music." Also to-day's the day. "Whoop!" says I, stowin' away the card. "Me for the Misses Pulsifers' on a long shot. Hey, Mr. Ellins!"
Well, he was still up when I got back last night, and we stayed up playing billiards he's rotten at billiards; something frightful: I give him twenty till five this morning. I feel fearfully cheap. Wouldn't have got up at all, only I'm due to catch the two-fifteen down to Dreever. It's the only good train." He dropped into a chair.
Winesburg was proud of the hands of Wing Biddlebaum in the same spirit in which it was proud of Banker White's new stone house and Wesley Moyer's bay stallion, Tony Tip, that had won the two-fifteen trot at the fall races in Cleveland. As for George Willard, he had many times wanted to ask about the hands. At times an almost overwhelming curiosity had taken hold of him.
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