Devil's Ford by Bret Harte
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a little vague impatience of his archness, that Mr. Carr was feebly
alarmed. It had the effect of banishing his assumed playfulness, which made his serious explanation the more irritating. "Well, I rather thought that--that young Kearney was paying considerable attention to--to--to Jessie," replied her father, with hesitating gravity. "What! that boy?" "Young Kearney is one of the original locators, and an equal partner in the mine. A very enterprising young fellow. In fact, much more advanced and bolder in his conceptions than the others. I find no difficulty with him." At another time Christie would have questioned the convincing quality of this proof, but she was too much shocked at her father's first suggestion, to think of anything else. "You don't mean to say, father, that you are talking seriously of these men--your friends--whom we see every day--and our only company?" "No, no!" said Mr. Carr hastily; "you misunderstand. I don't suppose that Jessie or you--" "Or ME! Am I included?" "You don't let me speak, Christie. I mean, I am not talking seriously," continued Mr. Carr, with his most serious aspect, "of you and Jessie in this matter; but it may be a serious thing to these young men to be |
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