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"They will be hot under foot for days, on account of the thick soil of pine needles and turf," he said, and then grew serious over "poor Ogilvy." After breakfast, instead of working, I decided to walk down towards the common.
Captain Ogilvy returned by much the same route to his sister's cottage, but did not attempt to conceal his movements. On the contrary, knowing that the sloop must have got clear of the harbour by that time, he went along the streets whistling cheerfully. He had been a noted, not to say noisy, whistler when a boy, and the habit had not forsaken him in his old age.
The gaze of surprise with which Spink listened to the first part of this speech changed to a look of sadness towards the end of it. "Captain Ogilvy," said he, in a tone of solemnity that was a strong contrast to his usual easy, careless manner of speaking, "you ca'd me an honest man, an' ye think I'm clear o' guilt in this matter, but ye're mista'en.
'He has left even now, said Major Ogilvy. 'He pronounces our friend to be doing right well, but hath warned me against allowing him to talk. 'Hark to that, lad! said I, shaking my finger at him. 'If I hear a word from you I go. You will escape a rough waking this night, Major. What think you of our chance? 'I have thought little of your chance from the first, he replied frankly.
The axiom was not varied in Godfrey's case, and the path he found was named Miss Ogilvy. On the first Sunday after his arrival at Kleindorf a fine carriage and pair drew up at the shrubbery gate, just as the family were returning from the morning service in the little church where the Pasteur ministered.
The introduction having been acknowledged by both parties, Bryce continued: "Mr. Ogilvy will have frequent need to interview me at this office, Moira, but it is our joint desire that his visits here shall remain a profound secret to everybody with the exception of ourselves. To that end he will hereafter call at night, when this portion of the town is absolutely deserted.
It is only when some Barrie comes along that he can say for all of us what fills the eye with instant tears of gentleness. Is there a mother, is there a son, who has not read Barrie's "Margaret Ogilvy?" Turn to that first chapter, "How My Mother Got Her Soft Face," and draw aside the veils that years and perplexity weave over the inner sanctuaries of our hearts. Our mothers understand us so well!
Buck Ogilvy rose and stretched himself. "I've got my work cut out for me, haven't I?" he declared with a yawn. "However, it'll be a fight worth while, and that at least will make it interesting. Well?" Bryce pressed the buzzer on his desk, and a moment later Moira entered. "Permit me, Moira, to present Mr. Ogilvy. Mr. Ogilvy, Miss McTavish."
Said if I proved satisfactory, he would probably take me on and pay the customary retainer given all of their corporation attorneys." "Well, by golly, he'd better take you on! I had a notion that chap Ogilvy was smart enough to know which side his bread is buttered on and who does the buttering." "If I could guarantee Mr.
"I'll run up to the attic again, an' see if there's ony stir at the lawyer's hoose." By and by Leeby returned in triumph. "Ou, ay," she said, "they're expectin' veesitors at the lawyer's, for I could see twa o' the bairns dressed up to the nines, an' Mistress Ogilvy doesna dress at them in that wy for naething." "It fair beats me though, Leeby, to guess wha's comin' to them.
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