Spanish Doubloons by Camilla Kenyon
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beautifully--I remember the time the little boy's nose bled on the
drawing-room rug. But I should think just washing the gold would do very well!" It was impossible to feel that these remarks helped greatly to clear the situation. I opened my mouth, but Miss Browne was beforehand with me. "Miss Virginia Harding has herself admitted that she has no just or equitable claim to participate in the profits of this expedition--I believe I give the gist of your words, Miss Harding?" "Have it your own way," I said, shrugging. "I move, then, Mr. Secretary"--Miss Browne inclined her head in a stately manner toward Mr. Tubbs--"that you offer for Miss Virginia Harding's signature the document prepared by you." "Oh, I say!" broke out Mr. Vane suddenly, "I call this rotten, you know!" "In case of objection by any person," said Miss Browne loftily, "the matter may be put to a vote. All those in favor say aye!" An irregular fire of ayes followed. Mr. Tubbs gave his with a cough meant so far as possible to neutralize its effect--with a view to some future turning of the tables. Captain Magnus responded with a sudden bellow, which caused him to drop the gleaming knife within an inch of Aunt Jane's toe. Mr. Shaw said briefly, "I think the distribution of the treasure, if any is |
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