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She had been struck in one of her ha'penny volumes with the translation of a French proverb according to which such a door, any door, had to be either open or shut; and it seemed part of the precariousness of Mrs. Jordan's life that hers mostly managed to be neither.
And what were you doing with a sack, pray, in Deacon Abraham's poultry-yard at twelve o'clock at night?" "I'se gwine ter tell yer, sar; yes, sar. I'd been to Massa Jordan's wid a sack of melons. Yes, sar; an' Massa Jordan he wuz very 'greeable, an' axed me for ter come in." "Yes, sar, very 'greeable man is Massa Jordan. An' dar we sat a talking an' a talking " "Very likely.
Not that his constant removals had been solely due to discomfort and a hope of better things. The secret perhaps not entirely revealed even to himself lay in Mr. Jordan's sense of his own importance, and his uneasiness whenever he felt that, in the eyes of a landlady, he was becoming a mere everyday person an ordinary lodger. No sooner did he detect a sign of this than he made up his mind to move.
He did not blame Della for what had happened. Upon Lawler was the blame for the affair; Lawler had planned it all, merely to be revenged upon him for his refusal to keep the agreement that had been made with Lefingwell. Warden sneered as his thoughts went to that day in Jordan's office when Lawler, a deadly threat in his eyes, had leaned close to him to warn him.
Near the watch lay a crumpled and soiled piece of paper, and as Whitey glanced at it his own name caught his eye. Surprised, he picked the paper up and read it through before he realized what it was Bill Jordan's letter to Dan Brayton, of the T Up and Down, the letter Whitey had delivered. It ran: Friend Dan Whitey Sherwood, the kid what fetches this here letter, is tired uv school.
Outwardly A company and the entire corps of cadets was as placid and unruffled as ever when the two battalions marched to breakfast that morning. One conversant with military procedure, however, would have noted that Jordan, being a prisoner, marched in the line of the file closers. And Mr. Jordan's face was wholly sulky, strive as he would to banish the look and appear indifferent.
Den we mus' remembah dat de sick an' weak are in dis squar, and gib dem a chance to res'." Kern lifted up his magnificent voice, charged with the pent-up feeling of his heart, and his wife joined him with her rich, powerful contralto. "On Jordan's banks we stan', An Jordan's stream roll by; No bridge de watahs span, De flood am risin high.
Francois lead region, which is full of this new disseminated lead ore, which everybody for a time thought was only flint!" "On Jordan's strand " began Blount, suddenly bursting into song. "I don't blame you for being disturbed," said Eddring, himself smiling. "As you see, there is something under all this. Maybe Mr. Decherd is a bigger man than we gave him credit for being.
Jordan turned on his heel, starting to walk away, when Mr. Henckley leaped after him, seizing him by the arm. "See here " began the money shark hoarsely. "Let go of my arm," warned Jordan in a rage, "or I'll hit you harder than Douglass did." As the money lender shrank back out of Jordan's reach, the cadet strode off swiftly. Mr.
Jordan Billy Jordan the one man living who can take down dictation as fast as you can sling it at him, type it as you shoot it in, and play a tune on his typewriter at the same time!" Stepping about the table to meet the boy who had got to his feet, Conniston received a shock which for a second made him forget to take young Jordan's proffered hand.
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