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But that is over now, and you must not think that because I am ill and helpless I am an object of charity." "Phoo!" said the little man; "aren't you accepting charity from Old Hucks?" "But he stands as a second father to me. He is an old retainer of my family, and one of my ambitions is to secure a home for him and Nora in their old age.
"This 'ere country's nuth'n' but pine woods 'n' cobblestones," sighed old Hucks, as the horses subsided to a walk. "Lor' knows what would 'a' happened to us without the trees! They saves our grace, so's to speak." "I think the scenery is beautiful," observed Patsy. "It's so different from other country places." "Not much farming around here, I imagine," said Arthur Weldon.
Hucks wound up, "there's money in this somewhere." Doctor Glasson did not answer for a few seconds. He seemed to be considering. His eyes blinked, and the folds of his lean throat worked as if he swallowed down something. "I will be frank with you, Mr. Hucks," he said at length. "There may or may not be, as you put it, money in this.
Hucks guardedly, "and he mightn't; and then again he might be more able than willin'." "Must I remind you, Mr. Hucks, that a person who abets or connives at the sort of thing we are discussing is likely to find himself in trouble? or that even a refusal of information may be awkwardly construed?" "Now see here, Glasson" Mr.
Especially he must be posted about the condition of the furniture, which I can guess is ill-suited to his needs." "How 'bout Hucks?" asked the agent. They all hung eagerly on West's reply, for Old Hucks was a general favorite. The fact that the old retainer of the Weggs had a blind wife to whom he was tenderly devoted made the proposition of his leaving the farm one of intense interest.
To my mind it is incredible that these children, without collusion " But here Doctor Glasson pulled himself up and sat blinking. "Eh? Was there more than one?" queried Mr. Hucks, sharp as a knife. "There was a small girl, not one of my charges.
Old Nora held the left hand of this mysterious person in a warm clasp, bending now and then to press a kiss upon it, while Hucks busied himself opening the parcel he had brought and arranging various articles of food on a rickety stand at the head of the couch.
Old Hucks and his patient wife had not been so much "hired help" as a part of the Wegg establishment, and it was doubtful if they had ever received any wages. It was certain that Hucks had not a dollar in the world at the present time, and if turned out of their old home the ancient couple must either starve or go to the poorhouse. "Say nothing further about Old Hucks or his wife to Mr.
Hucks, still nodding, "and then the fat's in the fire. No, I wouldn' have the police poke a nose into the 'Oly Innocents not if I was you. But how do I come into this business?" "In this way. One of your employees was delivering coal to-day at the Orphanage " "Fifteen ton." " and I have some reason to believe that the child escaped by way of the coal-cellar.
Hucks, returning to the counting-house; "and maybe you'll like to make his acquaintance, too, after what you've 'eard." "Before he comes I should like even better to hear your plan of campaign; for it seems that you have one." "I have; but it being what you might call a trifle 'igh-'anded, I wasn't proposin' to drag a lady into it leastways, not to make her an accomplice before the fac'."
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