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"Leave out Ebenezer's tale with the blue spectacles." "There is none. It was completed in one number." "Well, must you put in your leader?" "Absolutely; please go away. I have this page to read." "But you can leave out some advertisements?" "I must not. We have too few as it is." The poet put his finger alongside his nose, but Raphael was adamant. "Do me this one favor," he pleaded.
"Seven," said Edward, promptly, emphasizing the last syllable. Janet was quick at figures. She made a mental calculation. "Well, you've got one hundred and twenty-seven other ancestors of Ebenezer's time, haven't you?" Edward was a little surprised. He had never thought of this, but his ardour for Ebenezer remained undampened.
Then over Ebenezer's countenance flashed a look of self-righteous fanaticism, which made large the pupils of his dark eyes and inflamed his swarthy skin deepest crimson. He strode to the stove, picked from the scuttle a ragged chunk of coal, and when he turned again, he had changed from red to white. Crazed, he took two steps toward the kneeling girl.
How she adored this brother of hers, and how anxiously she desired he should be satisfied with Ebenezer's account of the church proceedings. "I'm lucky to be home for Sunday," remarked Deforrest. "I was afraid the case wouldn't close before day after tomorrow. But the jury came in last night, and everything was quickly closed up." "We read about it in the paper," said his sister sympathetically.
Otway Bethel's recognition of him; Sir Francis Levison's scared paleness, for he had noticed that; Mr. Ebenezer's revelation. The point in it all, that finally settled most upon Mr. Carlyle, was the thought that if Levison were indeed the man, he could not be instrumental in bringing him to justice.
Her head was throbbing with excitement. Her heart, too, ached for Tessibel. She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Presently, she heard Ebenezer's slow tread coming upstairs. When he entered the room, she raised her lids and smiled. "Come here, dear," she murmured. He came directly to her side. "What is it, my darling?" he asked tenderly.
That wan't his name; his real one's too well known to tell. He runs the "Dillaway Combination Stores" that are all over the country. In them stores you can buy anything and buy it cheap cheapness is Ebenezer's stronghold and job lots is his sheet anchor. He'll sell you a mowing machine and the grass seed to grow the hay to cut with it.
There was something about Ebenezer's slow manner of approaching the point that made Young impatient. In the meantime his mind was rapidly running over the women in the Hayt's congregation. Waldstricker got up, too, drawing his big frame to its full height. "We churched Well, the fact is, We churched Tessibel Skinner."
"I knew Helen was interested in the Christmas festival, and I thought you'd do as well as I." "And so I did, brother," replied Ebenezer, pompously, "and your vote turned the tide into the channel God wanted it. Some members allowed their human feelings to run away with 'em." Ebenezer's mysterious words suddenly awakened Deforrest's interest.
I suppose George told you she was with her." "Yes. George had a rough passage over that West Denboro road. It's bad enough in daylight, but on a night like this whew! I carried away a wheel turning into Ebenezer's yard, and if George hadn't had his team along I don't know how I'd have got here. I'll go right in and see Mrs. Paine." He left us and I turned to Taylor.
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