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This was not a reassuring sign. Finally, when he condescended to acknowledge the younger man's presence he did it with the merest uplift of the eyebrows. Starratt decided at once against pleasantries. Instead, he matched Wetherbee's quizzical pantomime by throwing the carefully written IOU tag down on the desk. Wetherbee tossed the tag aside.
If you can concur with our wishes, please signify to us in what manner it would be most agreeable to you that they should be carried into effect. "With very great regard, your obedient servants, "DANIEL PHILLIPS, GEORGE LEONARD, GEO. H. WETHERBEE, and many others." To this invitation Mr. Webster returned the following reply: "Marshfield, Aug. 3, 1848. "GENTLEMEN, I have received your letter.
Starratt cut him short with an impatient gesture. "Times have changed, Mr. Wetherbee." "Yes, I should say they have," the elder man sneered, as he reached for the key to the cash drawer. For a moment Starratt felt an enormous relief at the old man's significant movement. He was to get the money, after all! But almost at once he was moved to sudden resentment.
"Let's give him a fine dinner. We can make it between us. Beefsteak and mushrooms, and potatoes hashed brown. He likes them. Good old G. S. I shall be right glad to see him. Hope foreign travel has not given him the swell head." "Don't believe it's hurt him a bit. His letter didn't sound like it. Little Georgie ain't a fool," said Jem Belter. Tom Wetherbee was looking over the letter referred to.
He took it to a rear office, where he showed it to Wetherbee, who was the person whom Jones had approached nine months before with a request that he join the conspiracy to manufacture a bogus will.
Every moment of delay added greater certainty to the conviction that he was in for a disagreeable encounter. At four o'clock Wetherbee always began to balance his cash for the day and he was particularly vicious at any interruptions during this precise performance. What in the world had possessed Helen to give this absurd dinner party to two people Starratt had never met?
"I kinder allowed it was funny you'd go to the hotel to-night. There's a dance there; those two Wetherbee girls and Mamie Harris passed up the road an hour ago on a wood-sled, nigh blown to pieces and sittin' up in the snow like skeert white rabbits." Hays' brow darkened heavily. "Let 'em go," he said, in a hard voice that the fire did not seem to have softened.
Pennell, and the late E. A. Abbey, G. H. Boughton, and Whistler. Other Americans painting in our midst are Mr. Mark Fisher, R.A., Mr. J. J. Shannon, R.A., Mr. J. McLure Hamilton, and Mr. G. Wetherbee.
As a matter of fact, old Wetherbee wouldn't gobble him. He'd grunt or grumble or even rave a bit, but in the end he would yield up the money. He always did. And suddenly, while his courage had been so adroitly screwed to the sticking point, he went over to old Wetherbee's desk without further ado. The cashier was absorbed in adding several columns of figures and he let Starratt wait.
Starratt could easily have lied and closed the incident quickly, but an illogical pride stirred him to the truth. "No," he returned, quietly, "I'm simply short. We're having some company in for dinner and there are a few things to get cigars and well, you know what." Wetherbee threw him a lip-curling glance. "Cigars? Well, twopenny clerks do keep up a pretty scratch and no mistake. In my day "
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