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"It was a great pity," she returned hurriedly, "but Mr. Carlyon and Theo were going to Earlsfield in the afternoon, and she wanted to see Theo particularly about the new school-books that they were to order at Thornton's.
As she paused in her denunciation, Captain Thornton, who was within hearing, added, with great coolness, "Present my compliments Captain Thornton's of the Royals, compliments to the commanding officer, and tell him to do his duty and secure his prisoner, and not waste a thought upon me.
Poor Mary, too, though a long while prepared for it, was very deeply and sincerely grieved at Miss Thornton's death; but she soon recovered from it.
He sat forward and clutched his head, but Spaulding, who had drawn out his watch, tapped him on the shoulder. "Come on," he said. "Time's gettin' short. The stunt is to be pulled off just before supper." They walked rapidly up the close avenue planted far back in the Fifties by Ford Thornton's grandfather the blaze of light at the end of the long perspective growing wider and wider.
She is the daughter of an officer whose father is a retired admiral in the Navy and a favorite socially at Old Point." "That is very nice for her," returned Madge without enthusiasm. In the face of the discourtesy which Miss Harris had just exhibited she thought Mr. Thornton's eloquent defence in rather bad taste.
Yes; I gave what I could afford, but it was Holmes, a poor man, who gave most of all have you seen him? Myself? What does that matter? I am unknown, my personality, unlike Mr. Thornton's, can carry no weight. I am, I suppose, what you might call a rolling stone, a world wanderer.
Then: "Well, I guess I have all I want for the present. I'm not out of the game, Doris, just count on me being in it at every deal of the cards. Good-bye for now." "Good-bye, George. I will not forget." "There are two elements that go to the composition of friendship. One is Truth; the other is Tenderness." After Thornton's departure Doris metaphorically, drew a long breath.
Thornton's eldest child is. Did you know he had called her Daisy for you? He has, and with her blue eyes and bright auburn hair, she might pass for your very own, with the exception of her nose, which is decidedly retroussé. She is three years old, and the most precocious little witch you ever saw.
"What is it, Harris?" he demands of a light-batteryman who is hurrying past. "Orders for Colorado, sir. The regiment goes by special train. Major Thornton's command's been massacred, and there's a big fight ahead." "My God! Here! stop one moment. Run over to Company B and see if you can find my servant, or Merrick, or somebody. If not, you come back quick.
Thornton's face was fever-flushed, her eyes bright; in her weak state she was on the verge of nervous hysteria. "I want to go, Robert," she cried. "I must go." "But, my dear," protested Thornton harshly, "this is simply the height of absurdity. For Heaven's sake be sensible, Naida. Just imagine what people would say if they saw us here with this outfit of idiots they'd think we'd gone mad."
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