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And say, young man, that reminds me; I hear all kinds of reports about your getting to be one yourself. Now I knew your father, Daniel J. Bines, and I liked him, and I like you; and I hope you won't get huffy, but from what they tell me you ain't doing yourself a bit of good." "Don't believe all you hear," laughed Percival.
"And, Mr. Bines, do come in with that quaint old grandfather of yours and lunch with us," urged Mrs. Milbrey, who had, as it were, spiked her lorgnon. "Here's Mr. Shepler to second the invitation and then we shall chat about this very interesting West." Miss Milbrey nodded encouragement, seeming to chuckle inwardly.
If the truth must be told, Miss Bines was less impressionable than either of the three would have wished. Her heart seemed not easy to reach; her impulses were not inflammable. Young Milbrey early confided to his family a suspicion that she was singularly hard-headed, and the definite information that she had "a hob-nailed Western way" of treating her admirers.
"What a hopeless brute that fellow was!" he reflected.. He was recalling a dictum once pronounced by Mr. Bines. "Oranges should never be eaten in public," he had said with that lordly air of dogmatism characteristic of him. "The only right way to eat a juicy orange is to disrobe, grasp the fruit firmly in both hands and climb into a bath-tub half full of water."
Indeed, I think more of you. I think it's fine and big to go back with such courage. Do you know, I wish I were a man I'd show them!" "Really, Miss Milbrey " He looked over her shoulder again, and saw that Shepler was waiting for her. "I think your friends are impatient." "They can wait. Mr. Bines, I wonder if you have quite a correct idea of all New York people."
The old man looked him over quizzically. Psyche put her arm through Mauburn's. "I'd have to marry some one, you know, Uncle Peter!" "Don't apologise, Pish. There's room for men that can work out there, Mr. Mauburn, but there ain't any vintages or trouserings to speak of, and the hours is long." "Try me, Mr. Bines!" "Well, come on!
P. Percival Bines blushed furiously here, but rejoined, nevertheless, with quiet dignity, that a man's name was something about which he should have the ruling voice, especially where it was possible for him to rectify or conceal the unhappy choice of his parents.
"You know," he reminded Uncle Peter, "what that editorial in the Rock Rip Champion said about me when we were over there: 'We opine that the Junior Bines will become a warm piece of human force if he isn't ground-sluiced too early in the game. Well and here I'm ground-sluiced the first rattle out of the box."
Lewis, the coroner for the city of Rochester, claims jurisdiction over all bodies found in the water at this spot; and as the unfortunate man had evidently been immersed, he thought this a proper case for the exercise of his office, and accordingly summoned a jury to sit upon the body at ten o’clock on Friday morning but on his going to view the deceased, he found that it was at the King’s Arms, Chatham, in the hands of Bines, the Chatham constable, as the representative of Mr.
Wybert, you'll have to say it out and you'll have to be responsible to me, sir." "Take my word that you've been imposed upon; she's not not the kind of person you would care to know, to be thrown " "I and my family have found her quite acceptable, Mr. Bines," interposed the father, stiffly.
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