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Would ye mind takin' a letter from me to Rosey, and bringin' back an answer?" Renshaw stared speechlessly at this absurd realization of his wish of a moment before. "I don't think I understand you," he stammered. "P'r'aps not," returned Nott, with great gravity. "But that's not so much matter to you ez your time and expenses."
"Well, notwithstanding that, Rosey, he is as much afraid that any one should come into his room, as if we were all thieves, and his furniture was made of massy gold. He has had a patent lock put on the door, at his own expense; he never leaves me his key; and he lights his fire himself, rather than let anybody into his room." "And you say he is old?" "Yes, fifty or sixty." "And ugly?"
''Pon my soul, Harrington, you make me remember I once doubted whether you were one of us rather your own fault, you know! said Harry. 'Bury that, won't you? ''Till your doubts recur, Evan observed; and Harry burst out, 'Gad, if you weren't such a melancholy beggar, you'd be the jolliest fellow I know! There, go after Rosey. Dashed if I don't think you're ahead of Ferdinand, long chalks.
The thought did not increase his complacency as Nott softly returned. "It's all right," he began with a certain satisfaction in this rare opportunity for Machiavellian diplomacy, "it's all fixed now. Rosey tumbled to it at once, partiklerly when I said you was bound to go. 'But wot makes Mr.
Little Rosey and her mother sobbed audibly, greatly to the surprise of stout old Miss Honeyman, who had no idea of such watery exhibitions, and to the discomfiture of poor Newcome, who was annoyed to have his praises even hinted in that sacred edifice. Good Mr.
He scarcely noticed that Rosey had withdrawn her hand coldly. "Perhaps you had better speak to father, as it is his business. Besides, I shall not be here. I shall be at the Ranch." "But you said you didn't want to go?" "I've changed my mind," said Rosey, listlessly. "I shall go to-night." She rose as if to indicate that the interview was ended.
"Said his doctor had ordered him to quit town under an hour, owing to a comin' attack of hay fever, and he had a friend from furrin parts waitin' him at the Springs, Rosey," explained Nott, hesitating between his desire to avoid his daughter's eyes and his wish to observe her countenance. "Was he worse? I mean did he look badly, father?" inquired Rosey thoughtfully. "I reckon not exackly bad.
This last observation was not unnoticed by the astute Nott, who at once conceiving that he was nourishing a secret and hopeless passion for Rosey, began to consider whether it was not his duty to warn the young man of her preoccupied affections. But Mr. Renshaw's final disappearance obliged him to withhold his confidence till morning. This time Mr.
I can fancy the brokers' faces as they look over this camp wardrobe, and that the uniforms will not fetch much in Holywell Street. There is the old one still, and that new one which he ordered and wore when poor little Rosey was presented at court. I had not the heart to examine their plunder, and go amongst those wreckers.
"You see, Rosey," said Nott, complacently describing the interview to his daughter, "when I sorter intimated in a keerless kind o' way that sugar kettles and hair dye was about played out ez securities, he just planked down the money for two months in advance.
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