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"Mebbe he went in to deposit his coupons," Watty chuckled. Hiram snorted and there was silence while he filled and lit his pipe. "I hearn tell this mornin'," he resumed, "that Josie Lockwood's goin' to give a party next week." "Yes, I hearn it too. Angie Tuthill was talkin' 'bout it to Mame Garrison up to Leonard and Call's. She said they was goin' to have the biggest time this town ever see.
"Angie," replied Captain Cy solemnly, "don't tempt me; don't! If they keep on playin' that Copenhagen and you stand right alongside of me, there's no tellin' what 'll happen." Angeline declared that he was "turrible," but she faced the threatened danger nevertheless, and bravely remained where she was. Mr. Atkins went home early in the evening, taking Alicia with him.
The man who had been in California had been constantly drawing near me, but Captain Judah, anticipating him, was already at my side. "You're a stranger," said he: "perhaps you never heard any of Angie Fay Angie Fay Kobbe's poetry?"
The pent-up emotions and thoughts of these past months were finding an outlet at last. These things which she had never been able to discuss with her mother she now was laying bare to Angie Hatton and Old Man Hatton! They asked no questions. They seemed to understand. Once Old Man Hatton interrupted with: "So that's the kind of fellow they've got as escapement-room foreman, eh?"
Halstead glanced from her daughter's flushed face to Willa's pale one, and her lips tightened. Had Angie been foolish enough to betray herself to this interloper? Willa was sincerely distressed. There had never been any real congeniality between the two girls, but her heart ached for the other's evident suffering.
The autumn that Angie Hatton came home from Europe wearing the first tight skirt that Chippewa had ever seen, Tessie gave an imitation of that advanced young woman's progress down Grand Avenue in this restricting garment. The thing was cruel in its fidelity, though containing just enough exaggeration to make it artistic.
"Angie!" sniffed Mr. Tidditt. "Stop your jokin', Bailey. This is a serious matter." "I wan't jokin'. What " "There! there! boys," interrupted the captain; "don't fight. Bailey didn't mean to joke, Ase; he's full of what the papers call 'unconscious humor. I'll give in that Angie is about as serious a matter as I can think of without settin' down to rest.
A not wholly disinterested plan was forming itself in her mind and gained added strength of purpose with each glance at Vernon's pale, troubled face across the table. Angie, who had been cold and distant all day, departed for the theater; the elder Halsteads went to a bridge party, but Vernon wandered aimlessly into the library where Willa found him staring into the fire in profound dejection.
An' I wanted to ask you to pick out s'mother girl." Duncan chuckled silently. "Tracey," he said presently, "it strikes me you must be in love with Angie." The boy gulped. "I I am." "And I think she's rather partial to you." "Do you, really, Mr. Duncan?" "I do. Do you want to marry her?" "Gee! I can't hardly wait!... Only," Tracey continued, disconsolate, "it ain't no use, really.
If only it had not been for that hideously betraying letter which Angie had put in her hands how clear the way would be before her! If the testimony offered of his mercenary motives in making love to her had been verbal she would have scorned it, no matter who swore to its truth, but his intent was made plain in his own writing and could not be gainsaid.
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