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"What what " His mouth could not do him the service he asked of it, he was so frightened. "Extry!" screamed a newsboy straight in his face. "Young North Side millionaire insuntly killed! Extry!" "Not JIM!" said Sheridan. Bibbs caught his father's hand in his own. "And YOU come to tell me that?" Sheridan did not know what he said.
Bibbs read slowly, but in a reasonable manner, as if he were talking; and Mary, looking at him steadily from beneath her curved fingers, appeared to discover no fault. It had grown to be her habit to look at him whenever there was an opportunity. It may be said, in truth, that while they were together, and it was light, she looked at him all the time.
"You ain't a-goin' to compare your father to that " "Edith feels about him just what you did about father," said Bibbs. "And if YOUR father had told you " "I won't LISTEN to such silly talk!" she declared, angrily. "So you're handin' out your advice, are you, Bibbs?" said Sheridan. "What is it?" "Let her see him all she wants." "You're a " Sheridan gave it up. "I don't know what to call you!"
He opened it, and she said: "Bibbs, you were coming out of the Vertreeses' house when we met you. How did you happen to be there?" "I had only been to the door," he said. "Good night, Sibyl." "Wait," she insisted. "We saw you coming out." "I wasn't," he explained, moving to depart. "I'd just brought Miss Vertrees home." "What?" she cried.
Standing in the black group under gaunt trees at the cemetery, three days later, Bibbs unwillingly let an old, old thought become definite in his mind: the sickly brother had buried the strong brother, and Bibbs wondered how many million times that had happened since men first made a word to name the sons of one mother.
By George! it's discouraging!" "I don't understand about getting about getting bigger," said Bibbs, bringing his gaze down to look at his father placatively. "I don't see just why " "WHAT?" Sheridan leaned forward, resting his hands upon the desk and staring across it incredulously at his son. "I don't understand exactly what you want it all bigger for?"
Hilson and Miss Emmeline Hubbard had staked their reputations, for elegance and fashion, upon the occasion. The list of invitations was larger than any yet issued at Longbridge, and all the preparations were on a proportionate scale of grandeur. About ten days before the eventful evening, Mrs. Hilson and Miss Emmeline were closeted with their intimate friends, Mrs. Bibbs and Mrs.
"Listen here, Bibbs. I had another blow to-day, and it was a hard one and right in the face, though I HAVE been expectin' it some little time back. Well, it's got to be met. Now I'll be frank with you. As I said a minute ago, mentally I couldn't ever called you exactly strong. You been a little weak both ways, most of your life. Not but what I think you GOT a mentality, if you'd learn to use it.
"I really congratulate you; Mr. Clapp has surpassed himself; such animation, such a flow of eloquence!" added Mrs. Bibbs. Kate smiled, and looked much gratified; she evidently admired her husband's speeches as much as she did his hair. The moment for enrolling new names had now come; numbers of the audience went forward to sign the Total Abstinence Pledge.
She turned her face toward him as she spoke, and Bibbs caught his breath; he was pathetically amazed by the look she gave him. It was a glowing look, warmly friendly and understanding, and, what almost shocked him, it was an eagerly interested look. Bibbs was not accustomed to anything like that. "I you I I'm " he stammered, and the faint color in his cheeks grew almost vivid.
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