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An extremely expensive diagnostician had been sent to the moon to tap Dabney's reflexes, and he'd gravely diagnosed frustration and suggested young Dr. Holden for the curative treatment. Frustration was the typical neurosis of the rich, anyhow, and Bill Holden had specialized in its cure.
In a world full of puzzling questions for Thomas Jefferson, one of the chief clustering points of the persistent "whys" was Major Dabney's attitude, as a Man of Sin, and as the natural overlord of Paradise Valley. That the Major was a Man of Sin there could be no manner of doubt.
The governor seized the negro's hand, shook it heartily, drew him from his horse, and carried him into the house, where he remained a welcome guest during his stay in the city. The explanation was, that Governor Jackson had seen Dabney's courage and patriotism tested on the field of battle, and he knew that beneath the tawny skin of the mulatto there beat the heart of a true man.
"Isn't dey doin' fine!" was the proud thought in the mind of Dick Lee. "But jes' wait till he gits hol' ob Cap'n Dab!" Dick's confidence in his friend was at least ten times greater than Dabney's in himself. The very air of the room he was in seemed, to the latter, to grow oppressively heavy with learning, and he dreaded his own turn more than ever.
By this time the whole village was aware of Dabney's adventure with the tramp, and it was well for that individual that he had walked fast and far before suspicion settled on him, for men went out to seek for him on foot and on horseback. "He's a splendid fellow, anyway."
"We are going to take Dabney's discovery the one he bought publicity rights to very seriously indeed. I'm going to get him acclaim. First we break a story of what Dabney's field means for the future of mankind and then we prove it! We take a journey to the stars! Want to make your reservations now?" "You mean," said West incredulously, "a genuine trip? Why?" Cochrane snapped at him suddenly.
So it came about that it was the convert of Little Zoar, and not the self-pitying youth searching for his lost boyhood, who escaped finally from the entanglements of Major Dabney's hospitality. On the way down the cliff path the fire burned and the revival zeal was kindled anew.
I think these house-matches are all rot. Let's go over to Colonel Dabney's an' see if he's collared any more poachers." That afternoon there was joy in Aves. The music-room on the top floor of Number Five was filled with the "Aladdin" company at rehearsal.
And I sat and watched the two old gentlemen, one black and one white, toil slowly up the steps and down the wide hall of the Poplars. "Father must come back; the nation needs him," I said fiercely under my breath as I noticed that in Dabney's hand swung the ice bucket where I had been accustomed to see it swing for years, but which I had not seen him carry before since I came home.
"But then he does grow so!" remarked Keziah. "Mother," said Pamela, "couldn't you get Dab to give Dick the slang, along with the old clothes?" "We'll see about it," replied Mrs. Kinzer. It was very plain that Dabney's mother had begun to take in a new idea about her son.
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