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And so Columbine strove to bind forever in her soul the spirit which had arisen in her, interpreting from Wade's rude words of philosophy that which she needed for her own light and strength. She appreciated her duty toward the man who had been a father to her. Whatever he asked that would she do.
If there was a safe in this county-seat any stronger than a cheese box, I'd lock it up and go; but I guess my bondsmen are sitting up nights worrying about their responsibility now. I'll have to decline, I reckon." "Oh, darn the money!" said Henderson L. "You can't be expected to set up with it like it had typhoid fever, can you? Take it with you, and put it in Wade's big safe."
If he appeared calm, it was not because he felt so, but because the schooling of a lifetime had taught him that the man who keeps cool usually wins. "There's nothing to do but go on as we are headed now," he declared. "Wade's discovery of our purpose is most unfortunate" his voice shook a trifle "but it can't be helped.
And when the Svenson wedding presents no longer furnished excuses, for the very good reason that they had been shipped to their destination, there was always something else that needed consultation, such as President Wade's flattering offer to Phil to join the executive of the Canadian Lake Shores Railway or the very exceptional investment opportunity that presented itself in connection with a certain choice suburban villa with a wonderful lake frontage.
I do wish lads 'd stop babes till they're men, that one could tuck 'em in the cradle and leave 'em! There's never a bit of peace! I would the Black Ladies 'd come for you. I shall be mighty thankful when they do, be sure." "Mistress Wade 'll have us," suggested Master William, briskly, looking up at Ursula. "Hold that pert tongue o' thine! Mistress Wade's not like to have you.
"Let me call him Keep, if you don't mind, Miss. He's going to keep me and the house, and we'll keep together." "Oh, certainly," said Stella, a little surprised at Mrs. Wade's manner. "I know some people don't like dogs called after people. There was a dear old man in Rome, Count Raimondi, Carlo Raimondi. I had a dear King Charles spaniel then. He died of distemper, poor darling!
Miss Mullett wore a wide-brimmed straw hat to keep the sun from her pink cheeks and a pair of Wade's discarded gloves to save her hands. The gloves were very, very much too large for her, and, when not actually engaged in using her trowel, Miss Mullett stood with arms held out in scarecrow style so as not to contaminate her gown with garden mold, and presented a strange and unusual appearance.
Bernald groaned. "Not a bit of it! You're out again. We don't love him, either of us. But we feel him the air's charged with him. You'll see." And Bernald agreed that he would see, the following Sunday. Wade's inarticulate attempts to characterize the stranger had struck his friend.
But the fascination of it was only a vague realization, and the danger was laughed at. Over Bent Wade's quiet form the shadows played, the spruce boughs waved, the piny needles rustled down, the wind moaned louder as the night advanced. By and by the horses rested from their grazing; the insects ceased to hum; and the continuous roar of water dominated the solitude.
As Braden hurried by, hardly knowing whither he went, the servant did something he had never done before in his life. He ventured to lay a detaining hand upon the arm of a superior. "Did he ask you to—to do it, Master Braden?" he whispered hoarsely. The man's eyes were glazed with dread. Braden stopped. At first he did not comprehend. Then Wade's meaning was suddenly revealed to him.
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