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"He does not wish me to feel dull," she said in a low voice. Then the thought came to her, "If I was only going to live here a day, there would not have been so much provided for my amusement." This thought revived her courage.,The door of the draughting room was open into the hall where the telephone central was seated. Her job was trying to keep in touch with all the different division chiefs so that they might be found if any emergency should occur. Therefore Bob knew that he would hear what was the cause of this especial emergency that had galvanized Jerry into such a tremendous haste.,They had not been long in this situation, when they heard a noise which approached gradually, and which did not appear to come from the avenue they had passed.,Bob held forth the telegram. The other read it and said questioningly, “Well?”,“Mother, Mother! The coffee is boiling over. Hurry!”,"Alas! yes," said Cinderella, sighing.,“P’r’aps—p’r’aps it goes through a cave,” suggested Bob. “I’ve read about underground rivers, haven’t you?”,Jerry looked at the chief steadily and was about to reply when a yell came to their ears.,'Excellent girl!' exclaimed the marchioness, clasping Julia to her bosom; 'the sufferings you lament are almost repaid by this proof of your goodness and affection! Alas! that I should have been so long deprived of such a daughter!',When at last the jolting cars stopped, they found a car waiting, into which the three piled. Once under way, Bob asked Mr. Whitney, “Doesn’t the railroad go into the camp? It seems to me it must be pretty heavy hauling all the big machinery from here across the desert.”,“I guess you know very well I won’t be bored. Go ahead.”,“No—no, sir,” stammered Bob, helplessly. “He wasn’t there—he’s in Las Cruces—”.