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That's how she comes to be a friend o' mine, I happened to be huntin' down nigh Mart's place last fall an' heerd her screamin', you could hear the blows landin' on her back, too, so I jest stepped sort o' spry to'ards his cabin an' ketched him layin' it on with a wilier branch as thick as your thumb, an' her a screechin' like a wild-cat in a trap.
She understood the stain those strangers in the car could put upon her, and she trembled at the mere thought of Mart's inquiring eyes when he should know of it. Why should he know of it? It was all over and done with. There was only one thing to do forget it. Surely life was growing complex.
"Mart's done most of it, anyway, you know; and even at that, we ain't out of the woods yet, by forty-seven rows of apple trees." "You will admit, will you not, that we can see our way out of the woods, at least, and that you yourself feel rather relieved?" asked Crane. "I think we'll be able to pull their corks now, all right, after we get some dope.
He's a scientific doctor one of these fellers that invent new ways of doing things. His name is Halliday. I liked Dr. Brent pretty well but Mrs. Brent only so-so. The doctor wants to 'dagnose' Mart's case says it won't cost a cent. We all went to a show at night and the Captain was just about petered to a point. He's better though. The lower altitude helps his circulation.
"Maneness goes wid the loikes of him, and mischief and trouble wherever he sets his fut." Springily did Elmendorf go up the echoing stairway, and then, reaching the second floor, he saw fit to saunter, and that, too, with noiseless footfall. He approached the familiar door-way, and the anteroom the scene of his discomfiture when Donnelly presented Mart's liquor-bill stood invitingly open.
Out of the shadow the face peered sadly, yet with a kind of ferocity, too a look which made Alice Heath recoil from the man. In a certain way the artist had taken advantage of Mart's helplessness and loneliness. He had caught the sadness, sullenness, and remorselessness of his sitter rather than his gay, good-tempered smile.
At the camp of his squadron Major Cranston had been informed by his veteran, McGrath, of the reappearance of Elmendorf, and of the arrest of Mart for spoiling his beauty. Mac also told something of the straits to which Mart's family were reduced. Mrs. Mac had known Mrs.
Her burning eyes turned toward Mart. In them was all of a heart's anguish and despair. "Tell 'em, Mart! Tell 'em he didn't do it!" she finally pleaded. Mart's face was inscrutable. Munn rose. The other men got to their feet. "Will you get the boy or shall I?" the sheriff said directly to Mrs. Brenner. With a rush Mrs.
"So everything is all right, is it?" asked Mart's Uncle Bill, from where he sat with a friend from the Home for the Blind. "Yes," answered Mr. Brown. "Lucile and Mart have found their relatives, and I hope they never lose them again." "That's fine!" cried the blind man. "This will be a jolly Christmas for everybody!"
In this he miscalculated; for Bertha, youthful as she seemed, was accustomed, as she would say, to "standing off mashers," and her impassive face and keen, steady eyes fairly disconcerted the libertine. "For Mart's sake, we'll put up with him," she said to her mother. "He's a loafer; but I can see the Captain kind o' likes to have him around for old times' sake, I reckon." This was true.
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