Stories of a Western Town by Octave Thanet
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ostensibly, though, in truth, it had everything to do. She said:
"Will you dine with us to-morrow, quite _en famille_, Thomas?" "I ought to tell you, I suppose, that I find your house a pretty dangerous paradise, Mrs. Carriswood," says Tommy. "And I find you a most dangerous angel, Thomas; but--you see I ask you!" "Thank you," answers Tommy, in a different tone; "you've always been an angel to me. What I owe to you and Harry Lossing--well, I can't talk about it. But see here, Mrs. Carriswood, you always have called me Tommy; now you say Thomas; why this state?" "I think you have won your brevet, Thomas." He looked puzzled, and she liked him the better that he should not make enough of his conduct to understand her; but, though she has called him Tommy often since, he keeps the brevet in her thoughts. In fact, Mrs. Carriswood is beginning to take the Honorable Thomas Fitzmaurice and his place in the world seriously, herself. MOTHER EMERITUS THE Louders lived on the second floor, at the head of the stairs, in the Lossing Building. There is a restaurant to the right; and a new doctor, every six months, who is every kind of a healer except "regular," keeps the permanent boarders in gossip, to the left; two or three dressmakers, a dentist, and a diamond merchant up-stairs, |
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