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"Are you-going to take everybody on the trip?" asked Miss Wingate, roused out of her woe by the very idea of the tour in the company of the seventeen. "That we are," responded the widow heartily, "but not all to onct. We'll have to make two bites of the cherry. The day after the wedding we are a-going to take the two-horse team, a trunk and the ten youngest and go a-visiting over the Ridge at Mr.
"Just look at him, girls," urged Grace Harlowe Gray laughingly. "If that isn't a picture!" "I call it a nightmare," objected Emma Dean. "Oh, if I only had a nice ripe tomato, and could throw straight enough." "Impossible!" declared Elfreda Briggs, whereupon Anne Nesbit and Nora Wingate broke forth into merry peals of laughter. "Laundry!" roared Hippy Wingate.
Her father was such a friend to him and as proud of him now as can be." "Did Doctor Mayberry stay in the City after his graduation?" asked Miss Wingate, a trace of anxiety in her voice. "That he didn't! He come on home with me that night, got into his overalls and begun to plow for winter wheat by sun-up the next morning.
For a moment she looked wonderingly at him, then put her hand up to his forehead and gently pulled a lock of his fair hair that always curled there an old trick of hers. Then she looked down at his vest pocket, slowly pulled out his watch and held it to her ear. The next minute her arms slipped round his neck. "Papa," she said, "papa been away from Margie a long time." Young Wingate was sobbing.
Carey and that scoundrel of a Wingate I felt Mr. Carey was not the proper man to trust." "You did exactly right," said the captain, "and what has happened since proves it. If Carey and Bossermann try to kick up any fuss I'll tend to them." Mr. Rover was called into the consultation, and it was decided to leave the vicinity of Treasure Isle at once, before the Josephine should put in an appearance.
We all look at things differently in this world, and, fortunately, the matter which I want to discuss with you lies right outside the operations of the B. & I. When can you give me a few moments of your time, Mr. Wingate? Will you call around at our offices, Number 13 Throgmorton Street, next Tuesday morning at, say? eleven-thirty?" Wingate was a little perplexed.
"We have not yet begun, dear," reminded Elfreda Briggs, to which Anne Nesbit and Nora Wingate agreed with emphatic nods. "Tom Gray, I fear you have made a mess of selecting a guide to pilot us through the Big North Woods of Minnesota," declared Grace with a doubtful shake of the head. "I can't help that. I engaged Shafto on the recommendation of the postmaster of this very town.
Say! in the middle of that deadliness and compared to Jonadab and me, he looked like a bird of Paradise in a coop of moulting pullets. "Cap'n Wixon?" he says to me, sticking out a gloved flipper. "Not guilty," says I. "There's the skipper. My name's Wingate." "Glad to have the pleasure, Mr. Wingate," he says. "Cap'n Wixon, yours truly."
Her shining hair made me sure, and I guessed that the young man with whom she walked was the ship's officer. The sight troubled me; but interference except by invitation was not my part. I could do nothing but wait. However, so unusual a creature as Zura Wingate could neither escape notice nor outspoken comment in a conservative, etiquette-bound old town like Hijiyama.
Dredlinton waved a nervous hand towards him. "One moment, please," he begged, "I have just a few words to say to Mr. Wingate." The latter glanced at the clock. "I hope you will say them as quickly as possible," he enjoined. "I have a busy morning." Dredlinton leaned over Phipps' chair. There was a sinister meaning in his hoarse whisper. "Leave me alone with him for a moment," he suggested.
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