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The echo was not all owned by one man; a person by the name of Williamson Bolivar Jarvis owned the east hill, and a person by the name of Harbison J. Bledso owned the west hill; the swale between was the dividing-line. So while my uncle was buying Jarvis's hill for three million two hundred and eighty-five thousand dollars, the other party was buying Bledso's hill for a shade over three million.
"Had he been drinking?" he asked in a low tone. "I don't know," said the colonel. "Shrimplin has gone for Mrs. Langham I think they are here now. Don't let her come up until I have made my examination. Will you see to this?" And the colonel quitted the room and hurried down-stairs. As he gained the floor below, Evelyn entered the house. "How is Marsh, Colonel Harbison?" she asked.
For when we had crept back to the kitchen, and Bella was fumbling for her handkerchief to cry into and the Harbison man was trying to apologize for the language he had used to the reporter, and I was on the verge of a nervous chill well, it was then that Bella forgot all about crying and jumped and held out her arm. "My diamond bracelet!" she screeched. "Look, I've lost it."
The signal was followed instantly by a crash. The foot bath had fallen from its supports, and lay, quivering and vibrating with horrid noises at my feet. The next moment Mr. Harbison had thrown open the door and leaped into the room. "Who's there?" he demanded. Against the light I could see him reaching for his hip pocket, and the rest crowding up around him.
"Evelyn, I must tell you you must know that something else unspeakably dreadful has happened here to-night!" "Yes?" The single word was no more than a breath on her full lips. The colonel hesitated. "You need not fear to tell me whatever it is, I I am prepared for anything " said Evelyn, with a pause between each word. "The judge is dead," said Harbison simply. "My poor old friend is dead!"
Then Aunt Selina's voice from the other end of the table: "Bella," she called, in a high shrill tone, "do you let James eat cucumbers?" "I think he must be," I said hurriedly aside to Mr. Harbison. "See how his hands shake!" But Selina would not be ignored. "Cucumbers and strawberries," she repeated impressively.
I dream about those stairs, stretching above me in a Jacob's ladder of shining wood and Persian carpets, going up, up, clear to the roof. The Dallas Browns walked; they lived in the next block. And they brought with them a man named Harbison, that no one knew.
Indeed, she was always something of a belle and never lacked for partners, but she had other plans for her brother on the one hand and on the other Tom Harbison had paid her enough attention for her to consider him in a measure her property. She had even announced to several of her friends, in the strictest confidence, that she was engaged to him or "as good as engaged."
The old men were gathered together on the Rye House porch, chairs tilted back and feet on railing as usual. "I tell you, she's a thoroughbred, all right," declared Pete Barnes. "Why, that gal turned down two of the best-looking beaux at the hop Jeff Bucknor and that young Harbison just to sit down an' talk with me, old Pete Barnes. Jeff Bucknor was sore, too.
He was the proper person to carry the basket of toilet articles as heir apparent to Buck Hill and an avowed kinsman of the lady. He even managed to crowd Harbison from the walk as, with basket in one hand, he protected the astonished Judith with the other.
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