The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1940-09-05
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would run much more smoothly for
everyone.
She humbled him.
"Yes'm," he said meekly. Miss
Agatha's crippled body was angular
and very light against me as / bore
her into the car and lowered her
to the black leather seat in it's rear.
The door slid shut on Higgins. Miss
Agatha marked the parting glare
he gave me. There was little that
she actually missed. She said, more
to herself than to me:
''Mr. Toad, himself"
knew that Higgins would be wait
ing below to tell me-if he did not
fire me outright-how lowly was my
lot. The livery I wore, the knocking
memory of ambition I had brought
to New York, made me reckless and
I reached up from servitude toward
equality with my passenger.
"'She CRIED quoted, who
is that handsome MANI" They an
swered: "Mister Toad"
Abashed by the silence behind me,
I checked the car at the third floor
and opened the door. thought ]
heard a chuckle but when I turned
about, Miss Agatha's face was grave
and she took her latchkey from her
purse.
eff you'll open the door, David, +"
she said and her words rebuffed my
levity, land then carry me into the
Workroom-"
I unlocked the door. AS I again
turned toward the elevator, I saw,
across the shallow hall, the portal
of the Ferriter apartment, white and
reticent as an uncarved tombstone.
I picked up Miss Agatha and bore
her carefully into her apartment.
The deep carpet of the hall hushed
my footsteps and we appeared at
the open door of a high-ceiled room
so quietly that we alarmed the man
and girl who stood by the desk in its
center. Her face was lifted to his
and thought her hand had been on
his arm, but they sprang apart be-
fore I could be sure.
Agatha" the girl cried and
stared. had watched her pass
through the foyer with a swinging,
boyish stride, but she actually saw
me now for the first time, and I
was aware how miserably my in
herited uniform fitted. She was
young and fair and she carried her
lovely head with the alert vitality of
a deer.
Sin person." Miss Paget replied
dryly. "That chair by the table, if
you please, David"
The man had bent hastily over
the desk. I disliked his plump sleek
ness, the bald spot on his crown,
his waxed mustache, the hysterical
f1utter of the papers he sorted and
arranged. The girl looked from my
burden to him and then grinned
shamelessly.
"Just what is this?" she demand
ed as set the old lady in the chair.
Understanding for Sappho, Aga
tina? Darling, you aren't hurt, are
your"
81 am not" Miss Agatha replied,
and told of her chairs collapse.
''That basement Don JUAN" she
concluded grimly. "I'n have a talk
with him. And now will you find
Annie and tell her to come here?
I've had rather trying afternoon.
Both of us, darling" the girl
assured her and left the room. ]
turned to go.
Zone minute, David" Miss Aga
tina interposed. AS 1 paused, the
plump man at the desk lifted pink
face from his papers. His perpetu-
ally arched eyebrows gave him the
weakly naughty look of one about to
sneeze. His voice was soft, and at
the moment, nervous.
Were progressing, Miss Paget,"
he assured her uneasily, his hands
still straying among the stacked pa
pers on the desk. ''I'm going back
to the genealogical society for an
hour or so. Things are falling into
shape. I've been hard at work"
$50 I noticed" the old lady told
him. He looked at her uncertainty
but her face was without express
sion. Tomorrow then, at the same
time, Mr.. Ferriter," she said. He
bowed jerkily and walked with some
stiffness from the room. His ears
were red. As he opened the hall
door, heard the elevator bell.
Excuse me-" I began, but she
held up her hand, as Allegro re-
entered.
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