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But she still went on talking such intolerable stuff her sister helping her with appropriate fiction coined for the occasion that I thought it necessary to say something in my own justification. 'What folly all this is! I exclaimed. 'If Mr. Weston's road happened to be the same as mine for a few yards, and if he chose to exchange a word or two in passing, what is there so remarkable in that?

"It's not half bad, sir," I replied grinning. "Perhaps you would like some too, sir. Weston's got a lot more inside here, hot, just fetched from the galley!" "I don't mind if I do have a cup," said he. "Will you join me, cap'en?" "No, thanks; I'm too worried.

There was an indignant protest in Weston's voice which brought a twinkle into Grenfell's watery eyes. "Just so," he said. "When I know what I want the most, I set about getting it. I guess that's sense sense that's way beyond prudence. What one wants is, in a general way, what one likes, which is a very different thing from what's good for one. It's very seldom that one finds the latter nice.

Weston's faithful pupil did not forget either at ten, or eleven, or twelve o'clock, that she was to think of her at four. "My dear, dear anxious friend," said she, in mental soliloquy, while walking downstairs from her own room, "always overcareful for every body's comfort but your own; I see you now in all your little fidgets, going again and again into his room, to be sure that all is right."

It must be fine to tell about your own." "Well, is it my talking that's driving you away, or is it Weston's alluring offers?" "Alluring?" Tim laughed. "I'll say for Weston, he is frank. He told me that to his mind business was worse than death. He was born to it.

He indicated a great pile of trunks and cases with a wave of his hand, and, seeing Weston's astonishment, added with a twinkle in his eyes: "My daughter and her friends are camping. They have to have these things." Weston understood his employer's smile.

The older a person grows, Harriet, the more important it is that their manners should not be bad; the more glaring and disgusting any loudness, or coarseness, or awkwardness becomes. What is passable in youth is detestable in later age. Mr. Martin is now awkward and abrupt; what will he be at Mr. Weston's time of life?" "There is no saying, indeed," replied Harriet rather solemnly.

Phyllis and Adeline were in Miss Weston's class, and much did they delight in her teaching.

Reynolds made no reply, although it was with difficulty that he restrained himself. To try to explain to such men would be useless, he was well aware. Others now surrounded him, who asked, not only about Samson, but about Jim Weston's daughter.

They commonly consisted of funny dialogues between various worthies of the place well known to everybody, which made Weston's audience able to judge of the accuracy of his imitations. From the head-master to the idiot who blew the organ bellows in church, every inhabitant of the place who was gifted with any recognizable peculiarity was personated at one time or another by the wit of our school.