Wanted--a Match Maker

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Page 100 - Armstrong smiled and nodded his head, but something in his face or manner seemed to give a change to the boy's thoughts, for, after eyeing him intently, he said to Constance, — "Oin't youse goin
Page 88 - Because there are many others studying the disease who are free from the necessity of supporting themselves, and so can give far more time and money to the investigation than is possible for me. Even the scientist must be rich in these days, Miss Durant, if he is to win the great prizes." " Won't you tell me something about yourself?" requested Constance, impulsively. " There really is nothing worth while yet. I was left an orphan young, in the care of an uncle who was able to do no better for me...
Page 53 - Durant," said the doctor, as he took the bill the girl held out to him, and, let it be confessed, the fingers that held it. " I can regret nothing. Miss Durant, which gave me an opportunity to serve you." The speaker put an emphasis on the last word, and eyed Miss Durant in a way that led her to hastily withdraw her fingers, and turn away from his unconcealed admiration. It was to find the keen eyes of the urchin observing them with the closest attention, and as ehe realized it she colored, half...
Page 13 - ... of the two horses, just as the footman drew out from under their feet into the cleared space something which looked like a bundle of rags and newspapers. Thinking of nothing save that limp little body. Miss Durant sprang out, and kneeling beside it, lifted the head gently into her lap, and smoothed back from the pallid face the unkempt hair.
Page 28 - Oh, please stay quiet," cried Miss Durant. " You mustn't move." " Hully gee, but dat hurted !" gasped the youngster, yet clinging to the new wealth. He lay quiet for a few breaths; then, as if he feared the sight of the bill might in time tempt a change of mind in the giver, he stole the hand to his trousers pocket and endeavored to smuggle the money into it, his teeth set, but his lips trembling, with the pain the movement cost him. Not understanding the fear in the boy's mind, Constance put her...
Page 61 - Spoil, or Young Sleuth's Double Artifice,'" she read out, proudly. "Ah, g'way! Dat oin't no good. Say, dey didn't do a ting to youse, did, dey?" " What do you mean ?" • • " Dey sold* youse fresh, dat's wot dey did. De Young Sleut books oin't no good. Deyse nuttin
Page 43 - It was a foolish question, I suppose," coldly retorted Constance, quite as much moved thereto by the scrutiny as by the words, " but I did not even notice where the carriage was driving when we came here. Can you tell me the nearest car line which will take me to Washington Square...
Page 29 - What doesn't go?" bewilderedly questioned Miss Durant. " Wotcher tink youse up against? Suttin' easy ? Well, I guess not ! Youse don't get youse pickers in me pocket on dat racket." " She ain't goin' to take none of your money !" explained the policeman, indignantly. " Can't you tell a real lady when you see her?"
Page 72 - An operation ?" cried Constance. " Don't be alarmed. It really isn't at all serious. He — Perhaps you may have noticed how restless and miserable he has been lately. It is due, we have decided, to one of the nerves of the leg having been lacerated, and so I am going to remove it, to end the suffering which is now pretty keen.

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