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The enterprising newspaper reporter had taken all this information to his family, and told how they had received it. Since it was Jurgis's first experience, these details naturally caused him some worriment; but the other laughed coolly it was the way of the game, and there was no helping it. Before long Jurgis would think no more of it than they did in the yards of knocking out a bullock.
"I wonder what's the matter?" he said aloud, for there was a look of worriment on the lady's face. Tom threw open the door. "What is it, Mrs. Baggert?" he called. "Some one up at the house who wants to see me?" "No, it's your father!" panted the housekeeper, for she was quite stout. "He is very ill again, and I can't seem to get Dr. Gladby on the telephone. Central says he doesn't answer."
You have had the greater labor and worriment. We will eat something now, then I shall watch while you sleep." "I am not tired," he protested, yawning as he spoke. "Even though I have not slept I have dreamed of you." He marveled at the mystery which bade a rose pink creep into a girl's cheek and pass and come again.
Hall was no less eager, and, calling in his two faithful assistants to make the final adjustments, he led the way into what he facetiously named "the lunar chamber." "If we fail," he remarked with a smile that had an element of worriment in it, "it will become the 'lunatic chamber' but no danger of that.
Oh, I hope it's not too late!" "Too late! Bless my soul, too late for what?" gasped Mr. Damon, somewhat alarmed by Tom's manner. The lad did not answer at once. He was intently listening to a series of dots and dashes that clicked in the telephone receiver clamped to his left ear. On his face there was a look of worriment. "Father has just sent me a message," he said.
Frances knew that her face was a picture of the worriment and straining of her past night, for it was a treacherous mirror of her soul. She smiled as she made a little pause in the reception-room door. Major King bowed, with formal, almost official, dignity. His hand was in the bosom of his coat, and he drew it forth with something white in it as she approached.
"We'll keep right on," Mr. Henderson answered. "No telling when the storm may strike down here. We'll go as far as we can to-night." NOW that the fear and worriment was over they all began to feel hungry, and, while Mark and Jack took charge of the conning tower Washington got breakfast. The professor seemed preoccupied during the meal, and several times, when Mark spoke to him, he did not reply.
But the before-and-after gloom of Chairman Presson and his intimates was not caused by any worriment over the size of the plurality. They were languid spectators. They felt like dispossessed tenants. They took little interest in the temple of the party faith.
Her preoccupation was a source of gentle worriment to Aunt Em, and would have been even more so had that dear person suspected Gloria's designs against Un-Pleasant Street. These designs were unbosomed in a second letter to the District Nurse. Gloria's second letter to the District Nurse ran thus: "Dear Miss Winship: I keep thinking of those dreadful houses.
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