Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 14, 2025
"President Interurban, Franklin," he wrote, "Shall i take pakag for Phoenix Sulphur Company, Armourdale. Anser quick. Westcote." He ran across the street with it and came back. The head office had a direct wire, and the answer came a minute after Flannery reached the waiting Mr. Warold. "Westcote. Give fuller particulars. Name consignor. Contents. Objection to receiving.
The widower had created one of the few scandals in the Westcote history by espousing, some four years later, a young woman of quite inferior class, the daughter of a wholesale glover in Axcester. The new wife had good looks, but they did not procure her pardon; and she made the amplest and speediest amends by dying within twelve months, and leaving a daughter who in no way resembled her.
You were not aware of that before, and I trust you do not mind our keeping it a secret?" "No, no; not at all," David replied. "Everything is satisfactory to me." "That is good," Mr. Westcote continued. "But as you have such a large interest in the company, it is necessary that you should have your will made to save complications in the future.
"Wasn't it lucky that he was caught before he got over the Border?" "You have to thank Miss Sinclair for that," Mr. Westcote replied. "But for her prompt action I am afraid we would be frantically searching for Bramshaw now." "And I would be still in jail," Jasper mused. "Undoubtedly. Now, it seems to me that Miss Sinclair should be informed of what has happened as soon as possible.
Westcote at once arose from his chair and held out his hand. "Why, Dobbins," he exclaimed, "this is a surprise. I did not know you were in the city. How are things going on at the falls? Nothing wrong, I hope? Sit down, please," and he motioned him to a chair. "The work is going on all right, sir," Dobbins replied, as he took the offered seat.
Jasper was as much excited as Lois, though outwardly he remained calm. He said very little, and let Mr. Westcote tell how their car had broken down and but for the timely arrival of Mr. Sinclair and Dick they would not have been able to reach their destination. He recalled his feeling of dismay when they were stalled, and he feared that he would not be able to see Lois that night.
There was nothing on the card to reveal to Jasper the identity of the man who was taking such a remarkable interest in old David. It simply told that the stranger's name was Robert Westcote, of 22 Princess Street, Woldun. "I think everything is satisfactory now," and Jasper lifted his eyes to the stranger's face.
"Oh, that man would upset almost any one," Miss Westcote replied. "I can not endure him." "You do not evidently mind speaking plainly to him," Lois remarked. "Certainly not. When I take a dislike to any person I generally say just what I think, especially to such a cad as that." "You know something about him, then?" "All I want to.
You can judge now, sir, for yourself." Mr. Westcote was greatly excited at this story, though outwardly he remained very calm. Twice during the narration he had glanced at the manuscript lying upon the desk, and once he had reached out his hand as if to pick it up. For a few seconds he remained silent when the story was ended. Then he rose to his feet and reached out his hand.
"Major Westcote!" he gave Endymion his full title "My dear sir, this is indeed And Miss Westcote?" he bowed as he was introduced, "Delighted honoured! But what a journey! You must be famished, positively; you will be wanting luncheon at once yes, really you must allow me. No?
Word Of The Day
Others Looking