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The detective had found Clayton just preparing to descend the stairs to his train; but he had come readily enough when the circumstances were explained to him. "I do hope none of you gentlemen suspect my young friend here in connection with this inexplicable matter," were his first words as he stood with a hand on Stiles' shoulder.
"That's my name," said the bookkeeper, casting a glance of quick suspicion at the caller. "Glad to know you, Mr. Stiles," smiled Kendrick, holding out his hand, and he passed his card, dropping his voice to a more confidential tone. "I wonder if you'll do me the honor to take lunch with me in an hour's time, or if that's not convenient ?" "Why? What do you want?"
Stiles' face paled slightly, Kendrick thought. He glanced over his shoulder rather nervously, too, as if fearful of surveillance. "I You are a stranger to me, sir. I do not see why that is, do not know what " Plainly he was embarrassed by the invitation. "I want to talk to you on several important matters of considerable interest to yourself.
Stiles smiled as one having superior information. Deaf first to hints and then to requests to seek his pleasure elsewhere, he stayed on, and Mr. Burton was soon brought to realise the difficulties which beset the path of the untruthful. The very next visit introduced a fresh complication, it being evident to the most indifferent spectator that Mr.
"My dear Anna," cried Mrs Forrest, meeting her in the porch with her basket of wet, shining river-plants, "do you know the time? Miss Stiles has been waiting to try on your dress for the picnic. Dear me! what dripping things! Let Mary take them." The picnic! Anna had really for the moment forgotten the picnic.
Ezra Stiles, afterwards President of Yale College, and suggested the possibility of educating Negro students, perhaps two at first, who would later go as missionaries to Africa.
"Got a little stationer's shop in the town; steady, old-fashioned business. She's chapel, and very strict." "Just what you want," remarked Mr. Stiles, placing his glass on the table. "What d'ye say to a stroll?" Mr. Burton assented, and, having replaced the black bottle in the cupboard, led the way along the cliffs toward the town some half-mile distant, Mr.
The author calls this the first part; and in his conclusion, as he stiles it, or epilogue, he promises a second part, saying, If this first part, gentles, do like you well; The second part shall greater murders tell. The plot is founded on the Turkish history in the reign of Selinus I. Mr. Philips and Mr.
"I am afraid you are suffering very much," she went on. "Yes, ma'am," said Mrs. Stiles sadly. "If I hadn't only been such a fool as to try to get on that there car while it was a-going." Mrs. Tarbell started. The doctor rose and laughed. "You don't mean that," said he. "Mean what, doctor?" "That you tried to get on while the car was going.
Bevis walked on across the field, and presently found a footpath; he followed this, as the toad had instructed him, and after getting over two stiles there was the copse on the right, though he had to climb over a high gate to get into the meadow next to it.
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