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Prentice turned upon Farley. "Why did you want to steal my boy away?" he demanded. "Didn't want to. Had to," replied that gentleman succinctly. "Let's do this in order," suggested Average Jones. "The principal actor's story first. Speak up, Bailey." "Don't know my own story," said the boy with a grin. "Only part of it. Mrs. Farley's been awful good to me, takin' care of me an' all that.
"You have run off the devils? Girls safe?" "You bet they're safe, Dad. How you feeling? Looks like they plugged you pretty bad." "Very very bad," gasped Farley. "I do not expect to survive." "Aw, keep a stiff upper lip. You'll pull through." Farley's discoloured eyelids quivered and drooped. Slade had been peering sideways at the rigidly posed Carmena.
Our society was denounced as seditious, revolutionary, and treasonable, by the corrupt newspapermongers of that city; at the head of whom stood a man of the name of GUTCH, who was the editor of the paper called Felix Farley's Bristol Journal. This was as corrupt and time-serving a political knave as ever lived.
We're to French it over the wall tonight, leaving here a few minutes after taps. Are you on?" Farley's enthusiastic look fell upon the face of Dalzell. "I'm on!" nodded Dan "No; you're not" broke in Dave quietly. "I'm afraid I must disagree with you, little David," murmured Dan. "Oysters, clams, fish watermelon!" tempted Midshipman Farley. "Um-yum!" grunted Dan, his eyes rolling.
The young ringleader had been too much surprised by his ducking to pull himself together again before this, but he came up to time now, and had it out with Stubbs, while the sorrel was doing as much damage as she conveniently could to Mrs. Farley's palings.
It annoyed her to admit the query, or rather the doubt which fathered it; it distressed her when the doubt appeared to grow with the lengthening leagues of distance. Now vacillation was not a Dabney failing; and the aftermath of these storm-tossed musings made for Vincent Farley's cause.
Farley constitute your father, or yourself, his proxy to vote his stock at a certain specified meeting of the stock-holders, which can be called later. Of course, with a majority vote of the stock, you can rearrange matters to suit yourselves, subject only to Mr. Farley's disarrangement when he resumes control of his holdings. How would that serve?" "You're the doctor," said Tom bruskly.
"Son," he said gravely, "do you know that you've made a mighty bitter enemy in the last fifteen minutes? Dyckman is Farley's confidential man, and when he gets his knife ground good and sharp he's goin' to cut you with it, once for himself and once for his boss." Tom's laugh was an easing of strains.
"True; but the next best thing is to have the young woman who marries into the family bring it back with her, don't you think? Here is a check for what Mr. Farley's stock would have sold for before the troubles began. It's made payable to you because well, for obvious reasons; as I have said, he lost out." She turned on him, and the blue eyes read him to his innermost depths.
"Felix Farley's Journal" gave a long narrative of her wanderings and extraordinary adventures in the uttermost East, as gleaned, of course, from her garrulous agent. The island of her chief residence was described as being of vast extent and fertility, immensely rich and populous, and possessing many rare and beautiful arts unknown to the nations of Europe.
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