" So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. She approached a soft-looking bespectacled girl she had seen once in the halls and noticed for her haunted look. He nodded. For a time he heard no more, and stared with stony eyes at a Book-War proclamation in leaded type that filled half a column of the Times that day. A pair of startled blue eyes looked up into his. There must be something behind the missioner's actions, something of which the girl knew nothing nor suspected. ” “I thought I was old enough,” she gasped, between laughter and crying. " The little girl's countenance fell. I've often seen them storming the Carnegie Hall stage. “To tell you the truth, it has seemed just lately as though we were becoming in some measure estranged. ” “But how?” “I poured him out some port wine, and I said—let me see—oh, ‘You are going to be a grandfather!’” “Yes.
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