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It was a long but a profitable year for Graydon Bansemer; he had been enriched not only in wealth but in the hope of ultimate happiness. Not that Jane encouraged him. Far from it, she was more obdurate than ever with an ocean between them. But his atom of determination had grown to a purpose.
Norwood promised to do, also, Elias. But she was like a lamb in the end." "I wouldn't be very proud of that affair, if I were you." "See here, Droom, you're getting a trifle too familiar of late. I don't like it," said Bansemer sharply. "I beg your pardon, Mr. Bansemer," said Droom, scraping his foot across the floor and looking straight past his master's head.
It will sound just as well in court, Mr. Rigby." "Jane, Jane," Mrs Cable was murmuring, "I might have saved you all this, but I couldn't oh, I couldn't pay the price." "You snake!" groaned Cable, weak and hoarse with rage. "Jane, he has lied! There is not a word of truth in what he says. I swear it to you." "Ho, ho! By Heaven, she hasn't told you, after all!" cried Bansemer.
"Oh, Mr. Bansemer," she cried; "it means everything to me! All depends on this baby. I must adopt her, or the asylum people won't let me keep her. Can't it be done so quickly that he'll never find it out?" "How many people know that the child is not yours?" "My sister and the authorities at the asylum; not another soul." "It is possible to arrange the adoption, Mrs.
He hated James Bansemer from the bottom, of his wretched soul, but he could not but feel, at this moment, a touch of admiration. Through all the years of their association Elias Droom had hated Bansemer because he was qualified to be the master, because he was successful and forceful, because he had loved and been loved, because they had been classmates but not equals.
Keep this very quiet not a word to anybody. It may mean something in the end." "Gee whiz!" murmured Eddie, his eyes wide with interest. From that day on he and Bobby Rigby were allies even conspirators. Later in the day Rigby had a telephone message from Graydon Bansemer, suggesting that they lunch together.
Bansemer looked searchingly at Connell. What he saw in the other's eyes caused him a sharp pang of grief. Both men turned their faces away for a moment and it was with a gulp that Connell continued: "Your brother will have the best of care if we get out of this mess. You are both safe. We are not fighting the Spaniards;" and then, pertinently: "So these were Aguinaldo's men?"
He heard Bansemer say that he was just going, but that he would stay for a short chat about the banquet. Mrs. Cable turned to stir the fire with the poker, an unusual act on her part he was not slow to observe. The seed was sown. "I brought Bobby over from the club with me and a friend, Frances," he said, after asking Bansemer to sit down for a while.
"I don't mean to say that all rich men's sons are failures. Some of them are really worth while. Give credit unlimited to the rich man's son who goes to college and succeeds in life in spite of his environment. I must not forget that Graydon's chief ambition at one time was to hunt Indians." "He couldn't have got that from his mother," said she accusingly. Bansemer looked at her sharply.
On occasions when the two young men discussed the coming event with Jane and Miss Clegg, Rigby's preoccupied air was strangely in contrast with the animation of the others. Graydon accused his liver and advised him to go to French Lick. Far from that, the old quarterback was gradually preparing himself to go to James Bansemer.
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