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Then Allison remembered the expression which had flitted over Wickersham's face when Stephen O'Mara coolly appropriated Barbara. But that expression had been a totally gentle thing beside the pale fury which now slowly overspread his features. Wickersham twisted the cigarette to fragments flung them from him, and the very gesture was vicious. "Switch," he snarled.
He had followed his orders in running the mine beyond the lines shown on the plats; but he had accepted Wickersham's statement that the lines were wrong, not the workings. "I wush you to understand one thing, Mr. Wickersham," he said.
Wickersham's office! Then his heart beat high with hope; life was all brightness to him; Alice Yorke was already won. Now in this short space of time his hopes were all overthrown. Yet, his instinct told him that if he had to go through the interview again he would do just as he had done.
Yorke, you have told me you were none too good yourself." On this, Dennis Yorke growled that a man was "a fool ever to tell his wife anything of the kind, and that, at least, he never was in that young Wickersham's class." All of which Mrs.
"She can't dance, Plume," he called across to the editor, who was at some little distance in the crowd. Those nearest to the dancer urged her to continue, but she had heard Wickersham's jeer, and she suddenly faced him and, pointing her long, bare arm toward him, said: "Put that man out, or I won't go on." Wickersham gave a laugh. "Go on?
And as to those white marble busts, and those books that were everywhere, she much preferred her brilliant figures which she "had bought in Europe," and books were "a nuisance about a house." They ought to be kept in a library, as she kept hers in a carved-walnut case with glass doors. The real cause of Mrs. Wickersham's dislike of Mrs. Wentworth lay deeper.
They're so kind o' patronizin' to you. Well," he said, rising, "I thought I'd come up and talk to you about it. Some day I'll git you to look into matters a leetle for me." The next day Keith received Mr. Wickersham's letter requesting him to come to New York. Keith's heart gave a bound. The image of Alice Yorke flashed into his mind, as it always did when any good fortune came to him.
"Alice Lancaster, place one good deed to thy account: 'Blessed are the peacemakers," said Mrs. Lancaster. When Keith arrived at Mrs. Wickersham's he found the company assembled in her great drawing-room the usual sort to be found in great drawing-rooms of large new chateau-like mansions in a great and commercial city. "Mr. Keats!" called out the prim servant.
She adores him." "She does, eh?" "Yes. She would give the world to undo what she has done and win him back." "She would, eh?" Again that gleam in Wickersham's dark eyes as they slanted a glance at the girl's earnest face. "I think she had no idea till till lately how people talked about her, and it was a great shock to her. She is a very proud woman, you know?" "Yes," he assented, "quite proud."
"I ain't afraid," said Bluffy, with an oath. "If I don't get it I'll get blood." His eyes as they rested on Plume had a sudden gleam in them. When Wickersham and Plume met that night the latter gave an account of his negotiation. "It's all fixed," he said, "but it costs more than I expected a lot more," he said slowly, gauging Wickersham's views by his face. "How much more? I told you my limit."
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