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I will quote from Vorst two passages which vexed the royal soul, and should teach us to rejoice that the reign of such discussions shows signs of passing away: "Is there a quantity in God? There is; but not a physical quantity, But a supernatural quantity; One nevertheless that is plainly imperceptible to us, And merely spiritual." Or again: "Hath God a body?
The stranger walked directly to the mantelpiece and put his finger on a gold cup. "I saw your mare win that at Belmont Park," he said. "She must have been a great loss to you?" "She was," said Van Vorst. "The week before she broke her back, I refused three thousand for her. Will you have a cigarette?" The stranger waved aside the cigarettes.
If he does, the General Staff will get a calling down at Washington, and I'll have my ears boxed." Van Vorst moved to the door. "He will never learn the truth from me," he said. "For I will tell him you are to be shot at sunrise." "Good!" laughed the Captain. "And tell me his name. If ever we fight over Westchester County, I want that lad for my chief of scouts. And give him this.
They're made in GERMANY! I been stalking him for a week. He's a spy!" When Jimmie thrust the map before his face, Van Vorst had glanced at it. Then he regarded it more closely. As he raised his eyes they showed that he was puzzled. But he greeted the prisoner politely. "I'm extremely sorry you've been annoyed," he said. "I'm only glad it's no worse. He might have shot you.
It would be a wise marriage from every standpoint, Freddie Drummond concluded when the engagement was consummated and announced. In appearance cold and reserved, aristocratic and wholesomely conservative, Catherine Van Vorst, though warm in her way, possessed an inhibition equal to Drummond's.
Vell, I yoost vant you to understand dere's no better business in dis town dan I am a-doin' right in dis shop. But if I didn't tink it vas right, I vouldn't be doin' it at all. You talk in dis country as if de rum-sellers vas de very vorst people in de vorld.
Her best vork lives a little v'ile and produces its kind, and t'e vorst does not, and t'ey go down t'e dark vay toget'er and Nature neit'er veeps nor relents Kosmos is greater t'an t'e indifidual and a million years are short. "T'ose young vomen Nature meant t'em to desire beauty and dream of lofe. Vat is lofe? It is Nature's machinery. T'ose vomen are old enough for lofe, but t'ey haf it not.
The tennis courts seemed to be the center of interest and in a corner of the terrace which faced the bay were some people taking tea and watching a match of singles between Reggie Armistead and their hostess. The chauffeur took the suit case to the butler and Olga Tcherny led the way to the tea table where Phyllis Van Vorst was pouring tea.
"THAT one!" cried Jimmie. "He's a German spy!" The patience of Judge Van Vorst fell from him. In his exclamation was indignation, anger, reproach. "Jimmie!" he cried. Jimmie thrust into his hand the map. It was his "Exhibit A." "Look what he's wrote," commanded the scout. "It's all military words. And these are his glasses. I took 'em off him.
She knew that. She must have known it when she had fled. Where was she now? At Westport, perhaps? In the South somewhere, alone with her maid, avoiding the newspapers, seeking the company of strangers that her ears might not hear or her eyes see the record of her transgression? Had she gone abroad again? Who would know? He might inquire of Phyllis Van Vorst or Caroline Anstell over the telephone.
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