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Daybreak and the following hours found Ambrose and his party on the qui vive for a renewed demonstration from the other side. None was made. Neither Macfarlane, Gordon Strange, nor Colina could have mustered a corporal's guard of the natives to their aid. The breeds in their own mysterious way had simply disappeared.
Elizabeth Wright closed her typewriter on which she had been copying some manuscript for a budding author; Irene Macfarlane stuck her needle in the pin-cushion hanging from her tidy work-basket and folded the lace collar. Only Josie went on with her work, testing her electric iron with a professional sizzle.
The great doctor pulled up short on the fourth step, as though the familiarity of the address surprised and somewhat shocked his dignity. 'Toddy Macfarlane! repeated Fettes. The London man almost staggered. He stared for the swiftest of seconds at the man before him, glanced behind him with a sort of scare, and then in a startled whisper, 'Fettes! he said, 'You! 'Ay, said the other, 'me!
"Monsieur le bon Dieu is very impartial! Some serve Him by constant over-feeding, others by constant over-starving; it is all one to Him apparently! How do you know which among His servants He likes best, the fat or the lean?" Sandy Macfarlane, though slightly a bigot for his own form of doctrine, broke into a low chuckle of irrepressible laughter at Duprez's levity, but Mr.
"It is he!" cried the lawyer, and he stood like one turned to stone, then recovering himself, he said quickly: "Why is he here? What is he charged with?" Mr. Macfarlane whispered into the lawyer's ear: "With stealing a watch and ring from the room of Count Jules St. Croix." "Absurd!" was the reply, in accents of the deepest contempt; "what idiotic nonsense! He steal a watch!
"And so do I, with all my heart," said Mr. MacFarlane. "And does no one pity me?" said the low voice of the heir to all; but it was unheeded, for Alice had fainted. Her sister and Mr. Baird laid her on the sofa, and applied the usual restoratives. Mr.
"I know that old lady I used to stop with her myself when I was building the town hall and she's good as gold. And now tell me how MacFarlane is getting on building a railroad, isn't he? He told me about it, but I forget." "No," replied Jack, his face growing suddenly serious as he turned toward the speaker; "the company is building the road.
Macfarlane was not silent he would discuss readily enough the deeper problems of life and had many startling theories of his own. Darwin had not yet published his "Descent of Man," yet Macfarlane was already advancing ideas similar to those in that book. He went further than Darwin.
Once she shut her eyes for a minute, and bringing her vivid imagination to her aid, seemed to see Donald Macfarlane and Jean Macfarlane in their cosy kitchen; while Donald said, "It'll be a braw day to-morrow;" or perhaps it was the other way round, and Jean remarked, "There'll be a guid sprinklin' o' snaw before mornin', or I am much mistook." Betty sighed, and walked faster.
MacFarlane, the elder Breen, and now Peter, had all either openly condemned his course or had given it scant encouragement. There was nothing to go new but go home and tell Ruth. Then, after the funeral was over, he would have another talk with MacFarlane.
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