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At the interview which followed their reconciliation, Sommers appeared to be very much depressed, and gave his companion to understand that all his hopes of being admitted to bail had been disappointed on account of the failure of his attorney who was also acting for Bucholz to have the amount reduced, and of the inability of the friends upon whom he relied to furnish the large sum required.
Vic had hobbled obligingly down there to get cool water for the plump lady who was Holman Sommers' sister, and he had nearly stepped on a sleepy rattler stretched out in the sun. Vic was making a collection of rattles. He had one set, so far, of five rattles and a "button." He wanted to get these which were buzzing stridently enough for three snakes, it seemed to Vic.
The old merchant put his arm through the young doctor's, and with this support Sommers received the intimate farewell from Mrs. Carson. Colonel Hitchcock ordered the driver to take them to the Metropolitan Club. "Our talk may take us some time," he explained. "I have been trying to find you for several days. I have something to ask you to do for me.
His glance rested on her hands, as she leaned with folded arms on the table. They were white and wan like the face. The blood seemed to have left her body. Sommers raised his eyes and looked at her face. She returned his glance for a moment, then flushes of color spread over her face and died down, and she dropped her face.
To go out like that, quenched right in the heat of our lives; not chilled, piece by piece." Sommers moved impatiently. "It isn't time for that." "No?" she asked rather than assented, and turned her face to the city. "I am not sure; sometimes I think it is the ripe time. There can be nothing more." Sommers did not answer, but began to skate slowly.
Preston, and I will leave something that will help you. Good night." "It was good of you to take this interest, doctor. I am glad to have met you, Doctor ?" "Sommers," suggested the doctor, smiling at the evidences of forgotten breeding that cropped out of the general decay. "Well, Dr. Sommers, I hope we shall meet again when I am more myself." When they returned to the room below, Mrs.
The pride you have referred to I admit, though it is by no means confined to my own countrymen! Too long have I given way to it, and acted independently of my Maker. Perhaps God sent me here to convince me of my sin and helplessness." "There is no God. I do not believe in a God," said Laronde calmly. "Why not?" asked Sommers, in surprise.
Sommers obtains His Liberty and leaves the Jail. It is a truism almost as old as Time itself, that true love is never fully known until after the lovers have once quarreled and made their peace. The kiss of reconciliation after a temporary estrangement is frequently more potent than the first declaration of affection.
His face became pale, and his lips trembled as with suppressed emotion. "They won't find anything there, though," laughingly continued Sommers, apparently ignoring the excitement of his companion. "We have got ahead of them." "My God!" exclaimed Bucholz, not heeding the last remark. "This must not be done. I will trust you, Sommers, and we must get the other pocket-book.
"Can't I send for some one, some friend?" she suggested. "I haven't any friend," he replied absently. "And Alves wouldn't want any one. She would have done everything for me. I will do everything for her." "Then I will stay here, while you are away," Miss Hitchcock replied quickly. "Don't hurry. I will wait here in this room." Sommers thought a moment and then answered gently: "I think not.
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