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"I shall be as patient as Job," Lois replied, as she settled herself in her chair as comfortably as possible. "My story might seem strange to you," Mr. Westcote began. "In fact, it has always seemed strange to me, and sometimes I think that I shall wake up and find it nothing more than a dream.
Warehouse full," came a telegram to Flannery. He stopped packing only long enough to wire back, "Can't stop," and kept on sending them. On the next train up from Franklin came one of the company's inspectors. He had instructions to stop the stream of guinea-pigs at all hazards. As his train drew up at Westcote station he saw a cattle car standing on the express company's siding.
I wish you a safe passage home, and pray heaven to spare me the annoyance of seeing your face again." As Raoul bowed and moved away, dragging his feet weakly in their list slippers, Mr. Westcote turned to the Commandant, who during this address had kept a discreet distance. "With your leave, we will continue our stroll, and return for my sister in a few minutes."
"If Miss Westcote will rally and stay her forces, good; for, though it came to me casually in a letter, it is a tale of the sort which used to be fashionable in my youth ah! long before M. le Tocqueville remembers and for the telling it demanded an audience of ladies, which must help me, who am rusty, to recapture the style, if I can."
We have taken up the matter with our agent at Westcote, and his reply is attached herewith. He informs us that you refused to receive the consignment or to pay the charges. You have therefore no claim against this company, and your letter regarding the proper rate on the consignment should be addressed to our Tariff Department." Mr. Morehouse wrote to the Tariff Department.
Robert Westcote did not go to his luncheon the day of Lois' visit to the city. He intended to go but was unexpectedly detained. He had been very busy all the morning in his office. His lawyer had been with him for some time, and when he was at last alone he turned his attention to a type-written manuscript lying on the desk before him.
I am very grateful to you for what you have done." "It will pay you regularly," Mr. Westcote replied. "I may as well tell you that this is one of the most remarkable companies ever formed. Will you now mention the names of the principal ones to whom you wish to leave the rest of your interest?" "There are only two, but I have such unlimited confidence in them that I feel I am making no mistake.
She could not, of course, perpetuate the name; but this by no means accounted for all the difference in their concern. Dorothea Westcote was now thirty- seven, or five years younger than Narcissus, whose mother had died soon after his birth.
"What were the instructions?" Lois eagerly asked, as Mr. Westcote paused for a few seconds as if considering how to proceed. "That will come later," he replied. "I must tell you about Number 1 first. You promised to be patient, you know." "Excuse me, I know I did," Lois smilingly confessed, as she glanced at Margaret, whose eyes were twinkling with amusement.
Lois asked. "They must be detectives," Jasper slowly replied. "Oh!" It was all that Lois could say as she stood watching the car until it drew up before the Haven. "I shall go back to my cabin now," Jasper remarked. "I expect Mr. Westcote shortly, and so I must be there when he arrives." Slowly they walked along the road to the gate leading to the Sinclair house. For a while neither spoke.
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