Success - A Novel by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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"Thank you," returned the other with an unexpected and baffling change to the amenable and formal "You are very kind. I'd be delighted to." "Pack up your things, then, and I'll bring an extra horse from the town. I'll be back in an hour." The girl went up to Banneker's room, and got her few belongings together. Descending she found the agent busy among his papers. He put them aside and came out to her. "Your telegram ought to get off from Williams sometime to-morrow," he said. "That will be time enough," she answered. "Will there be any answer?" "How can there be? I haven't given any address." "I could wire Williams later." "No. I don't want to be bothered. I want to be let alone. I'm tired." He cast a glance about the lowering horizon. "More rain coming," he said. "I wish you could have seen the desert in the sunshine." "I'll wait." "Will you?" he cried eagerly. "It may be quite a while." |
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