City and town life -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
“It's a good bit of money,” said Little Ann, soberly; “but I can put it
in a bank and pay Mrs. Bowse his board every week. Yes, I'll take it.
Now he must go to bed. It's a comfortable little room,” she said to the
stranger, “and Mrs. Bowse will make you a hot milk-punch. That'll be
nourishing.”
“Thank you,” murmured the man, still keeping his yearning eyes on her.
“Thank you.”
So he was taken up to the fourth floor and put into Tembarom's bed. The
hot milk-punch seemed to take the chill out of him, and when, by lying
on his pillow and gazing at the shakedown on the floor as long as he
could keep his eyes open, he had convinced himself that Tembarom was
going to stay with him, he fell asleep.
Little Ann went back to her father carrying a roll of bills in her
hands. It was a roll of such size that Hutchinson started up in his
chair and stared at the sight of it.
“Is that the money?” he exclaimed. “What are you going to do with it?
What have you found out, lass?”
“Yes, this is it,” she answered. “Mr. Tembarom asked me to take care of
it. I'm going to put it in the bank. But we haven't found out anything.”
CHAPTER VI
His was the opening incident of the series of extraordinary and
altogether incongruous events which took place afterwards, as it
appeared to T. Tembarom, like scenes in a play in which he had become
involved in a manner which one might be inclined to regard humorously
and make jokes about, because it was a thousand miles away from anything
like real life. That was the way it struck him. The events referred to,
it was true, were things one now and then read about in newspapers, but
while the world realized that they were actual occurrences, one rather
regarded them, when their parallels were reproduced in books and plays,
as belonging alone to the world of pure and highly romantic fiction.
“I guess the reason why it seems that way,” he summed it up to
Hutchinson and Little Ann, after the worst had come to the worst, “is
because we've not only never known any one it's happened to, but we've
never known any one that's known any one it's happened to. I've got to
own up that it makes me feel as if the fellows'd just yell right out
laughing when they heard it.”
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