Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley — Volume 10 by James Whitcomb Riley
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could he avert it? A despairing film blurred his
sight for the moment--then the eyes flashed daringly. "I will meet it like a man!" he said, mentally-- "yea, like a State's Attorney,--I will invite it! Let her do her worst!" He called a servant, giving some message in an undertone. "Yes, sir," said the agreeable servant, "I'll go right away, sir," and left the room. Five minutes elapsed, and then a voice at his shoulder startled him: "Did you send for me, Mr. McKinney? What is it I can do?" "You are very kind, Mrs.--Mrs.--" "Mrs. Miller," said the lady, with a smile that he remembered. "Now, please spare me even the mildest of rebukes. I deserve your censure, but I can't stand it --I can't positively!" and there was a pleading look in John's lifted eyes that changed the little woman's smile to an expression of real solicitude. "I have sent for you," continued John, "to ask of you three great favors. Please be seated while I |
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