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Thurston's mind came back from wondering how Mona Stevens' mouth looked when she was pleased with one, and he nodded. "Well, there's a lot in this country that ain't ever been wrote about, I guess; at least if it was I never read it, and I read considerable. But the trouble is, them that know ain't in the writing business, and them that write don't know.
The right man would have full control of practical operations, and I have a tolerably free hand in respect to financial conditions. The main thing we wish to discover is, are you willing to consider an offer of the position?" It was on the surface a simple business proposition, but Thurston's nostrils dilated and his brows contracted, for he guessed what lay behind it.
Nevertheless, she was still perplexed, for she had seen Mrs. Leslie looking at him pleadingly, and now Mr. Leslie shrank away from him. Mrs. Leslie was certainly attractive, and yet Helen thought that she knew Thurston's character. Geoffrey found Savine, who appeared to have suddenly collapsed as if the fire of brilliancy had burned itself out.
We've pretty well equaled Thurston's record," said the guide, striking a match inside his hollowed palm to consult his watch. "It's all down grade now, but we'll meet the wind in the long pass and maybe the snow." Millicent's heart almost failed her when, as the match went out, she gazed down into the gulf of darkness that opened at her feet, but she answered steadily: "Press on.
From head to foot he trembled as his eyes took in the following message: "Reade, Acting Chief Engineer. "Relying upon Thurston's judgment, and from your satisfactory wire, conclude that Thurston chose right man for post. Assume all responsibilities. Advise New York offices daily as to condition of work, also condition Thurston and Blaisdell. Spare no expense in their care.
Indeed, he thought it a scheme to extract advice without incurring the charge for an office call and answered it only because he thought Vera had become reconciled to Thurston again. I can't find that letter of Thurston's. It is gone." We looked at each other in amazement. "Why, if Dixon contemplated anything against Miss Lytton, should he preserve this letter from her?" mused Kennedy.
Bartle opened a little wicket in the first, and called John to receive his rations of brown bread, onions, and weak ale. "I promised to give you a message," said he, "but I don't know as it's like to do you much good. It's only one word." "Should be a weighty one," said John. "What is it?" "`Remember!" "Ah!" John Thurston's long-drawn exclamation, which ended with a heavy sigh, astonished Bartle.
But the day passed with no sign of them. They telephoned to the Evans's again and this time they got Mrs. Evans. "Gladys hasn't arrived there?" she asked in a frightened voice. "She wasn't at home last night. Where can she be?" Wonder gave way to anxiety on all sides and there was no more thought of fun. "They must be out at Mr. Thurston's, of course," suggested Antoinette Rogers.
Millicent did not desire candles, but gently drew herself away. Anthony Thurston's tenderness had touched her, and, with sudden compunction, she remembered that she had deceived a dying man. He believed her, but she did not wish him to see her face. She drew a chair towards the bed, and for a moment looked about her, striving to collect her scattered thoughts.
Oaks piled on the score with unflagging energy, while the careful play of his companion defied all attempts of the Wraxby bowlers to dissolve the partnership. "Bravo, 'Thirsty!" shouted the spectators. "Go 'long' and another!" At length, just as the telegraph operator had received the welcome order, "A hundred up!" the ball shot, and crashed into Thurston's wicket.
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