Graustark by George Barr McCutcheon
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place, why, it is to be found, of course. Any railroad guide-book
can locate this land of mystery. There are so many infernal little kingdoms and principalities over here that it would take a lifetime to get 'em all straightened out in one's head. To-morrow morning we will go to one of the big railway-stations and make inquiries. We'll locate Graustark and then we'll go over and pluck the flower that grows there. All you need, my boy, is a manager. I'll do the arranging, and your little act will be the plucking." "Easier said than done." "She threw a kiss to you, didn't she?" "Certainly, but, confound it, that was because she never expected to see me again." "Same reason why you threw a kiss to her, I suppose?" "I know why; I wasn't accountable." "Well, if she did it any more wittingly than you did, she is accountable, and I'd hunt her up and demand an explanation." Lorry laughed at his apparent fervor, but was glad that he had confided in his energetic countryman. Two heads were better than one, and he was forced to admit to himself that he rather liked the idea of company in the undertaking. Not that he expected to encounter any particular difficulty, but that he saw a strange loneliness ahead. Therefore he welcomed his friend's avowed |
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