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Wagg lifted the flap of the van's cover. "Crawl in!" he commanded. "You'll find plenty of room along with the rest of the camping kit. Roll yourself up in the tent and take it easy. My nerves have been shocked by the terrible affair and I'm going into the mountains to recuperate. Doctor's orders!" He was grimly serious.
"What's the fun down there now?" asked Joel of Van, who with Percy could not be persuaded to leave his bedside a moment, "open the door, do, and let's hear it." So Van threw wide the door. "Go out and listen, Percy, will you?" he said. "I don't want to," said Percy, who shared Van's wish to keep in the background. "You two fellows act like muffs," said Joel.
And after Van's return to work he made her ride Sarchedon. Things had happened at the Ford which would have concerned Lucy greatly had she not been over-excited about her own affairs. Some one had ambushed Bostil in the cottonwoods near his house and had shot at him, narrowly missing him. Bostil had sworn he recognized the shot as having come from a rifle, and that he knew to whom it belonged.
"But it was she who was most so, for she tried I know she did, she told me so to control you. And it was when, you were most controlled !" Van's amusement took it up. "That we were most detrimental?" "Yes, because of course what's so awfully unutterable is just what we most notice. Tishy knows that," Nanda wonderfully observed.
It remains that they are going to get for themselves the Sargolian contract unless " He stopped short, staring straight ahead of him at the wall between Rip and Dane. And his assistant knew that Van was exploring a fresh idea. Van's ideas were never to be despised and Jellico did not now disturb the Cargo-master with questions. It was Rip who spoke next and directly to the Captain.
"Precisely; but what I don't make out, you see, is what you've since gained by it." "You mean she only hates me the more?" Van's impatience, in the movement with which he turned from her, had a flare still sharper. "You know I'm incapable of meaning anything of the sort." She waited a minute while his back was presented.
"Don't be so literal," Terry begged lazily. "Why aren't you willing to be worshipped and waited on? We like to do it." "You don't like to have us do it to you," she answered. "That's different," he said, annoyed; and when she said, "Why is it?" he quite sulked, referring her to me, saying, "Van's the philosopher."
"In fact she is the young lady I told you about last spring; the one I intend to marry." Did you ever see the tide go out over the flats? Well, that's the way the red slid down off old Van's bald head and across his cheeks. But it came back again like an earthquake wave. He turned to Mabel once more, and if ever there was a pleading "Don't tell" in a man's eyes, 'twas in his.
A bath, breakfast, and two hours of rest then I'll be in service again. Van's resting comfortably, practically out of danger, and Len, his eyes remind me of a sick child's who has waked out of a delirium to find his mother by his side." "Is that the way his eyes look when they meet yours?" He nodded. "Of course. That's how I know."
Powers passed into the smoking-car. On their arrival at Denver Van and Bob were met by Mr. Blake, and a delay in the train admitted of a passing greeting between Mr. Powers and Van's father; afterward the heavy express that had safely brought the travelers to their journey's end thundered on its way and the boys were left on the platform. Mr.
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