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The assistant had already hurried away to get lint and bandages. Another voice now spoke. "Surgeon Schmidt, you will please at once mount Mr. Drummond's horse, which is standing at the door. Ride out through the north gate. When you have gone about half a mile you will see a man with a lantern. He will lead you to the house of Count Eulenfurst, who has been grievously wounded by some marauders.
Drummond's trucks comes up behind us and wants to pass we will let it pass when it is convenient to do so." "Not here, Jo! My team don't put one foot outa the road to let a truck pass." "No, I don't expect you to do that. But it will depend on conditions. If you are loaded and he is empty, of course he must look out for himself.
At the same time in the shooting gallery Al Drummond and Lucy Dalles stared over the top of a newspaper at each other, their eyes tragic. "Gyped!" exclaimed Drummond at last. "Gyped!" Lucy echoed faintly. Then for a time there was silence, broken at last by Drummond's weary voice. "Guess I'll drift up to the Dugout," he said. "See you later."
He added the last words with a taunting sneer. Constance realized suddenly the truth. The whole affair had been a plant of Drummond's! "You are at Trimble's?" she inquired quickly. "Well, can you wait there just a few minutes? I'd like to see Miss Carr." Drummond promised. His acquiescence in itself boded no good, but nevertheless she decided to go.
Of the Drummonds I saw but little; when we did meet, I was kindly received, but I never volunteered a call, and it was usually from a message through Tom that I went to pay my respects. Sarah had grown a very beautiful girl, and the well-known fact of Mr Drummond's wealth, and her being an only daughter, was an introduction to a circle much higher than they had been formerly accustomed to.
The other drew a long breath, and his hand tightened on the arm of his chair. He was, as we know, blind to many of the world's aspects, even to those in which he himself figured; and Dr Drummond's plain hypothesis of his relations with Advena came before him in forced illumination, flash by tragic flash.
The next moment Drummond's off stump was lying at an angle of forty-five. Adair was absolutely accurate as a bowler, and he had dropped his first ball right on the worn patch. Two minutes later Drummond's successor was retiring to the pavilion, while the wicket keeper straightened the stumps again. There is nothing like a couple of unexpected wickets for altering the atmosphere of a game.
This word I wrote and sealed; which while I was doing, Sprott of his own motion made a welcome offer, to charge himself with Miss Drummond's mails, and even send a porter for them to the inn. I advanced him to that effect a dollar or two to be a cover, and he gave me an acknowledgment in writing of the sum.
Instead, she was surprised to hear the young man reply in a very serious and matter-of-fact manner, "Sure. Got any money, May?" She craned her neck, carefully avoiding coming into Drummond's line of vision, and as she did so she saw two silver quarters gleam momentarily from hand to hand, and the young man passed each girl stealthily a small white paper packet.
Not one of them could swear that it was Drummond who came to the door and desired to speak with the deceased, but the general impression on the minds of them all was to that effect; and one of the women swore that she heard the voice distinctly at the door, and every word that voice pronounced, and at the same time heard the deceased say that it was Drummond's.
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