At this juncture, a cry was raised by a servant from
below, that the robbers were flying through the garden. But that
possibility had been anticipated. . "
"Save us!" exclaimed Wood. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. "Swear that you will do this," she cried. He looked like
the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing
could be more miserable. "
"You trusted too much to your own skill, Jack," rejoined Thames. A boy can forget
his amatory troubles playing baseball; but a girl can't find any particular
distraction in doing fancy work. As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray
flannels appeared. Immediately Spurlock began to chant one of these. O'Higgins wandered into this street
and that, studying the signs and resenting the Britisher's wariness in using too
much tin and paint.
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