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"I don't feel right in leaving you here," she said, at last; "but I must be ridin'." And while Meeker ordered her horse brought out, she walked to the gate with Norcross at her side. "I'm tremendously obliged to you," he said, and his voice was vibrant. "You have been most kind. How can I repay you?" "Oh, that's all right," she replied, in true Western fashion.
And I think she is saying that name Lallie." The silence again, so that when Norcross moistened his dry lips with his tongue the slight smack seemed like the crackle of a fire. "I see it more clearly now and I understand. The child gave her that name, but someone else used it for a love name. It was just between those two."
Norcross walked at his nervous, hurried little pace back to his seat on the sofa. His face was quite controlled now, and his sharp eyes held all their native cunning. That grip on himself grew, as he waited for the inert seeress to speak again. "Martha says, 'I will try," she gave out finally. "Quick with your question with your lips, not your mind I am not strong enough now."
She was in her heart an aristocrat. Maria's school was across the river. She regarded all the children below par. "I do wish you could have had a school this side of the river," she added, "but Miss Norcross has held the other ten years, and I don't believe she will ever get married, she is so mortal homely, and they like her. Who is the child you are talking about?"
We are all rank conservationists." Norcross, Senior, examined Berrie precisely as if his eyes were a couple of X-ray tubes, and as she flushed under his slow scrutiny he said: "I was not expecting to find the Forest Service in such hands." Wayland laughed. "I hope you didn't mash his fingers, Berrie." She smiled guiltily. "I'm afraid I did. I hope I didn't hurt you sometimes I forget."
Of course," he added, "I don't know much about your private life; I don't know if you have another part of you waiting." "Who's Martha?" enquired Bulger. "No one in this world," responded Norcross. "She's a control now Mrs. Markham's best control." Norcross jumped up, and began to pace the floor in his hurried little walk.
She forgot the pistol at her belt, and awaited the assault with rigid pose. As Belden neared them Norcross also perceived that the rider's face was distorted with passion, and that his glance was not directed upon Berrie, but upon himself, and he braced himself for the attack.
The result of the interview was that he engaged Bolton at a small salary and a commission on business brought to the office for a period of three months. "Thank you," said Bolton, as he rose to go. "You will not regret this step." The next morning Bolton brought his rail road acquaintance to the office, and Mr. Norcross formally undertook his case. "I think we shall win," he said.
Judge Norcross is a member of several brotherhoods and societies, among them the Nevada State Council of the National Civic Federation of which he is chairman, and the Committee of One Hundred of the New York University "Hall of Fame," the business of which it is to decide upon those who are to wake up over night and find themselves famous.
But from what you have found out so far, I don't quite understand how you figure it out." "All I have to go by is my own way of deducing things. The forty thousand dollars which was to be stolen was supposed by the other members of the syndicate to be real money. It was for this that the syndicate insured Norcross.
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