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'I have taken the dose at a very early hour, said Whitmonby, to bring conversation to the flow again, 'and it effaced the critical mind completely. 'But did not silence the critical nose, observed Westlake. Wilmers named the owner of the longest nose in Europe. 'Potentially, indeed a critic! said Diana.

The voice of McComas saved him from utter imbecility. "You'll excuse Mr. Turner a moment, won't you, Billy?" begged McComas pleasantly. "I want to introduce him to a couple of friends of mine." Billy Westlake bowed his forgiveness of Mr. McComas with fully as much relief as Sam Turner had felt.

And the people of Garrison County responded, and State Senator Elijah Westlake Bemis did for Barclay in the legislature the things that Barclay would have preferred not to do for himself, and the Golden Belt Elevator Company throve and waxed fat. And Lige Bemis, its attorney, put himself in the way of becoming a "general counsel," with his name on an opaque glass door.

All right. You give Billy your sugar stock and I'll buy you this fifty thousand." Miss Westlake reached over and kissed her father impulsively. "Thanks, pop," she said. "Now there's another thing I want you to do." "What, more?" he demanded. "Yes, more," and this time the color deepened in her cheeks. "I want you to hunt up Mr. Turner and tell him that you're going to take that much." Mr.

"All right," he agreed. "I wish they had telephones here in the woods. We'll simply have to walk over to Meadow Brook and get an auto." "Come on," she said energetically, and they started out on the road. They had not gone far, however, when young Tilloughby, with Miss Westlake, overtook them in a trap. He reined up, and Miss Westlake greeted the pedestrians with frigid courtesy.

Meanwhile Tom Westlake took off his thick overcoat and spread it over the bed. Then he went out, bought some sticks and coal from a neighbour, and, returning, soon kindled a fire in the rusty grate. The old man did not seem surprised. His face wore a dazed, yet thoroughly pleased, look as he quietly accepted these attentions.

We ought to retrench, and not let the city council spend another cent. Uh Don't you think that was a grand paper Mrs. Westlake read about Tolstoy? I was so glad she pointed out how all his silly socialistic ideas failed." What Mrs. Cass said was what Kennicott said, that evening. Not in twenty years would the council propose or Gopher Prairie vote the funds for a new city hall.

"I don't mind " began Westlake, slowly fixing a beaming eye upon Sam, and crossing his hands ponderously upon his periphery; but before he could announce his benevolent intention, Mr. Stevens, with what might almost have been considered a malevolent glance toward Mr. Westlake, spoke up. "I'll accept your proposition," he said with a jerk of his beard as his jaws snapped.

He prowled about the living-room, then growled: "What the dickens have you been saying to Ma Westlake?" Carol's book rattled. "What do you mean?"

A few days ago he would, in spite of himself, have been somewhat awed by the man-servant at the door, the furniture of the hall, the air of refinement in the room he entered. At present he smiled on everything. Could he not command the same as soon as he chose? Mr. Westlake rose from his writing-table and greeted his visitor with a hearty grip of the hand.