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Sip by sip he rubbed his long, thin, white hands together sip by sip, tasting each mouthful. "Eh, now? You know well enough, Thyra." "I know nothing of what you would be at, August Vorst. You speak of my son and Damaris was that the name? Damaris Garland as if they were something to each other. I ask you what you mean by it?" "Tut, tut, Thyra, nothing very terrible.
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Renshaw's appraisal and patronizing air dismayed him less than the china blue eyes of Phyllis Van Vorst which she had raised with a pretty effectiveness to his; Hilda Ashhurst hadn't even taken the trouble to notice him. When Carol Gouverneur was in her neighborhood there were no other men in the world. But Hermia took pains to make her guests aware of the status of Mr.
And the hyphenated one explained that the basin was built over a spring, in the waters of which he planned to erect a fountain and raise goldfish. It was a bitter blow. Jimmie became discouraged. Meeting Judge Van Vorst one day in the road he told him his troubles. The young judge proved unsympathetic. "My advice to you, Jimmie," he said, "is to go slow.
And if in covering the five miles to Judge Van Vorst's he exceeded the speed limit, the fact that from the rear seat Jimmie held the shotgun against the base of his skull was an extenuating circumstance. They arrived in the nick of time. In his own car young Van Vorst and a bag of golf clubs were just drawing away from the house.
Catherine Van Vorst saw her throw her arms around him and kiss him on the lips; and Catherine Van Vorst watched him curiously as he went on down the sidewalk, one arm around the woman, both talking and laughing, and he with a volubility and abandon she could never have dreamed possible. The police were back again and clearing the jam while waiting for reinforcements and new drivers and horses.
He loaded it with buckshot, and, in the pocket of his shirt buttoned his license to "hunt, pursue and kill, to take with traps or other devices." He remembered that Judge Van Vorst had warned him, before he arrested more spies, to come to him for a warrant. But with an impatient shake of the head Jimmie tossed the recollection from him.
Chester's down at Tom Blair's now, talking to her and looking more than his tongue says, too, of that you may be sure. Well, well, we were all young once, Thyra all young once, even crooked little August Vorst. Eh, now?" "What do you mean?" said Thyra. She had sat down in a chair before him, with her hands folded in her lap.
He was spending the week end with "Squire" Harry Van Vorst, and as young Van Vorst, besides being a justice of the peace and a Master of Beagles and President of the Country Club, was also a local "councilman" for the Round Hill Scouts, he brought his guest to a camp-fire meeting to talk to them.
At the prospect of unending nightmares Jimmie's voice shook with terror. "Make it for twenty years," he begged. "Make it for ten," he coaxed, "but, please, promise you won't shoot him." When Van Vorst returned to Captain McCoy, he was smiling, and the butler who followed, bearing a tray and tinkling glasses, was trying not to smile.
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