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"No wonder we are all stricken dumb at Mrs. Carter's telegram," he said in his deep voice that commands everybody and everything, even the terrors of birth and death. "The whole town will be paralysed at the news that its most distinguished citizen is only going to give them two days to get ready to receive him. I can see the panic the brass band will have now getting the brass polished up, and I want to be the one to tell Mayor Pollard myself, so as to suggest to him to have at least a two-hour speech of welcome to hand out at the train. We'll make it a great time for him when he lands in the old town.",Bruce laughed good-naturedly as he shook hands.,Patricia longed to ask a question, but Margaret Howes saved her the necessity.,"I promise you," said Jen again. "Please go. Miss Dallas. There is no time to be lost, and you must not be found here.","It can not be true," she murmured. "It is impossible.","Don't want any thanks," returned Bruce gruffly. "Your aunt would understand it. I'm only beginning to pay my debt to her, and it's going to take a mighty long while, too.","Spout it out loud!" called another from the end of the table. "We can't catch your muffled accents down here.",David, who was watching him, felt an instinctive feeling that Etwald was telling a lie. He saw that the man could hardly keep his seat for his eagerness to examine and handle the strange weapon. However, he said nothing, but watched and watched, when Maurice made a remark about the stick.,"H'm!" said Jen. "But seeing that you were so ill, was no one watching beside you?","All right," acquiesced Patricia, meekly. "I didn't mean to be silly. I'm a lot fonder of her than you are, and I was only thinking what fun it would be for her, don't you see?",Tom took Pet home early, and I hope they walked in the moonlight for hours. Tom is the kind of man that any pretty girl who is sympathetic enough in the moonlight could comfort for anything. I'm not at all worried about him, but——,"Later on, my friend Cain," said the major, grimly. "You will have quite enough to do to save your neck from the halter.".