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He walked and walked down the back avenues till he reached his old boarding-house district near Greenwich Village. He found a landlady who had trusted him often and been paid eventually. He gave his baggage checks to an expressman and went into retirement for meditation. When his suit-case arrived he got out the poems he had been writing to Anita.
It is such a glorious day we mustn't waste a moment of it, and we have all laughed so much we certainly need some exercise. Miss Summers looks positively worn out with mirth. By the time we get back, the postman and expressman may have visited us again, and I am sure the minutes will pass more quickly for each of us impatient children if we are busy doing something.
Presently, the local expressman arrived with her baggage and was followed by sundry youths bearing sundry provisions; at twelve-thirty, when she and young Don sat down to the luncheon she had prepared, her flight to New York and return appeared singularly unreal, like the memory of a dream.
"What is the matter now, Walky?" asked Janice, gaily, not suspecting what was coming. "Has somebody got ahead of you in circulating a particularly juicy bit of gossip?" "Huh!" snorted the expressman. "I gotter take a back seat, I have. Did ye hear 'bout Hopewell Drugg gittin' drunk, an' beatin' his wife, an' I dunno but they say by this time that it's his fault lettle Lottie's goin' blind again "
I had a snack down to the tavern, Marthy's gone to see her folks terday and I didn't 'spect no supper to hum. I'm what ye call a grass-widderer. Haw! haw! haw!" explained the local expressman. Walky's voice seemed louder than usual, his face was more beaming, and he was more prone to laugh at his own jokes.
Then, with a cry of delight, she exclaimed: "Come here, Anne." Anne walked obediently to the window. "'Tell me, Sister Anne, do you see anything?" quoted Grace. "You are saved, Fatima," returned Anne dramatically. "It is an express wagon." Grace darted out of her door and down the stairs, meeting the expressman on the veranda, her trunk on his shoulder.
Bunker, will you see after my trunk, please?" she asked as she gave him the brass check. "It can be sent up later," she went on, "as I guess there is hardly room for it in the pony cart." "No'm, not scarcely," answered Bunker with a smile that showed his big, white teeth. "I'll have the expressman bring it up, or I can come down for it later," and he went away to the baggage room.
She laid her armful of clothes on a chair near-by and pulled one of the trunks forward. On the floor lay the trays of both trunks already packed. Bertholdi began packing her burden in one trunk which was marked in big white letters, "E. Dodge." Down in Elaine's room at the time Jennings entered. "The expressman for the trunks is here, Miss Elaine," he announced. "Is he?
Frenzied finance, isn't it? But if you knew " Again that maddening break. "I'll pay the expressman," volunteered Evelyn. "If I were you I'd talk things over with Miss Harlowe. She knows that you lost your purse. Very likely she has already thought of something you can do. I don't think she would like to have you sell your clothes."
My mother-in-law's tone was almost tragic. "Richard has gone off with my trunk checks." "Why, of course, he has," I returned, wondering a little at her anxious tone. "I suppose he expects to give them to an expressman and have the trunks brought up this morning." "Richard never remembered anything in his life," said his mother tartly. "Those trunks ought to be here before I leave for the day."
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