In a moment, she added tenderly:Poor old papa! He lighted a cigarette and
smoked in bitter silence for a moment.
During the night, as she lay at
Dixieland, oldMrs.
When it was over, Eliza and her daughter hung in each others
arms,weeping.
Winking,he turned suddenly, and with an idiotic laugh, tickled
Elizasharply. Gravely, HughBarton held a match for him.
After a moment, she
asked:Has he got any property?
It wassituated in the little village of Pulpit
Hill, in the centralmidland of the big State. Its all right with me, youknow,
he continued, grinning. Hugh Barton turned on him slowly and fixed him with his
keen stare. The phrase seemed to describe an action of modified assault
andrestrained pillage.
They embraced heartily,Why, what on earth! Again and
again he had been bogged inthe gray slough of factuality.
He espied
hisbetrothed and grinned, with dignity, sardonically, with big nuggetsof gold
teeth. The Gants, after initial surprise, mouldednew events very quickly into
the texture of their lives.
Yes, sir, said Eugene, backing feverishly to the
door.
There are two servants in that house all the time.
John Dorsey Leonard
laughed quietly, with weary gentle relaxation.
Your translationis not so
smooth, but its your own now.
Thelong nasal drone of the Presbyterian minister.
As her wedding-day approached, her suppressed hysteria mounted.
After a moment,
she asked:Has he got any property? I spentfifty dollars on them in toys and
presents alone! She would wag her powerfulhead from side to side, pugnaciously
emphatic.
Why dont you buckle down and reallystudy, after this? When hefelt the
open space behind him, he fell through it, and vanished.
Youd neverthink it
from the thanks I get.
There was no one to whom he could turn: he had no
friends. Now listen, Gene, he said sternly, dont be a damned littlefool, do you
hear? Prince Hal, said Eugene, likewise hoarsely and behind his hand. Cant
youpersuade your father to wait another year? He was a beast, said Hugh Barton,
a low dog. Her conversation, Eugene thought, was not unlike Brother Steves.
He
lighted a cigarette and smoked in bitter silence for a moment.
Youre too young,
boy, said Margaret Leonard.
I spentfifty dollars on them in toys and presents
alone!
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