Chapter 12 An Alarming Discovery -â…
Rex come down to the gate to meet themMBT Sale.
"I'm sorry that mother isn't home," he said. "She's just had a telegram from
Syd that takes her to town and will keep her there with him all night Some
business connected with the new house," he added with a glance at Roy.
"But the girls are home and will be delighted to receive you with fitting
honors," he went on. He did not say that he had had quite a time to induce them
to appear at all. He had rushed into the house in his impetuous way announcing
that Roy was coming along with a young man they had met down at the creek who
was a famous author and was so nice, and whom they had invited to tea.
"But we don't know him, Rex," Eva had exclaimed in considerable dismay. "You
oughtn't to bring strange people to the house in that way."
"Oh, but it's just the same thing as if we did know him," and Rex went on to
explain about the story he had written, which they had all read and admiredMBT Sandals.
"But is he nice and respectable himself?" Jess inquired. "You know some of
these writers are horribly poor and go about with threadbare clothes. He might
not be the right sort of man for us to know at all."
"Jess!" Eva exclaimed severely. "The idea of your thinking that because
people are poor they can't be respectable! We shall be very glad to meet your
friend, Rex," and Jess felt that she was in such disgrace that when Mr. Keeler
was presented she tried to redeem herself by being excessively friendly.
And this was not difficult for her to do. He was certainly very different
from what she had expected. He had neither long hair like the traditional poet,
nor trousers fringed around the bottom like the literary hireling of Grub
Street.
Indeed, she found him quite handsome; he dressed almost as well as Rex did,
and he was a most interesting talker. And all the while she was sensible of
having seen his face somewhere before.
She thought at first it might have been in a portrait painted as a
frontispiece to his book. At the first opportunity she slipped off to the boys'
room and looked it up. But there was no portrait therembt shoes.
Finally she decided that she must have passed him in the street in the city
some time and resolved to think no more about it.
Eva was pleased with the visitor too. They had a very merry supper party. The
clash of opinions about what to do with their money was stilled for the time
while they all listened to the very entertaining stones told by their guest.
He was, it seemed, on his way home from the oil regions of Pennsylvania
whither he had gone to secure the local color for a new story. In fact he had
traveled very extensively in his short life, for he was not yet thirty.
At one time he had lived among a tribe of blacks in Africa; at another been a
member of a party of exiled Russians, on tramp to the mines of Siberia. He was
telling of an exciting adventure he had had among the Arabs when the twinkling
lights in a train crossed the trestle caused him to come to a sudden pauseMBT Shoes.
"I must be thinking of the time," he said taking out his watch, and trying to
see the figures on its face by the moonlight. "I don't want to miss the last
train in to town."
"Oh, do, please," pleaded Rex. "You can stay here just as well as not. Syd
won't be home and you can have his room. The last train goes in half an hour;
you won't nearly have exhausted your stock of stories by then. Please stay."
"We should be very glad to have you do so, Mr. Keeler," said Eva.
"But this is trespassing altogether too much on your hospitality," he
returned. "Besides, you scarcely know me and I didn't come prepared. I left
Philadelphia this morning, meaning to be back there by night."
"Oh, we'll fix you out," said Rex with an air of finality, "so go on with
your Arab story."
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Rex come down to the gate to meet themMBT Sale.
"I'm sorry that mother isn't home," he said. "She's just had a telegram from
Syd that takes her to town and will keep her there with him all night Some
business connected with the new house," he added with a glance at Roy.
"But the girls are home and will be delighted to receive you with fitting
honors," he went on. He did not say that he had had quite a time to induce them
to appear at all. He had rushed into the house in his impetuous way announcing
that Roy was coming along with a young man they had met down at the creek who
was a famous author and was so nice, and whom they had invited to tea.
"But we don't know him, Rex," Eva had exclaimed in considerable dismay. "You
oughtn't to bring strange people to the house in that way."
"Oh, but it's just the same thing as if we did know him," and Rex went on to
explain about the story he had written, which they had all read and admiredMBT Sandals.
"But is he nice and respectable himself?" Jess inquired. "You know some of
these writers are horribly poor and go about with threadbare clothes. He might
not be the right sort of man for us to know at all."
"Jess!" Eva exclaimed severely. "The idea of your thinking that because
people are poor they can't be respectable! We shall be very glad to meet your
friend, Rex," and Jess felt that she was in such disgrace that when Mr. Keeler
was presented she tried to redeem herself by being excessively friendly.
And this was not difficult for her to do. He was certainly very different
from what she had expected. He had neither long hair like the traditional poet,
nor trousers fringed around the bottom like the literary hireling of Grub
Street.
Indeed, she found him quite handsome; he dressed almost as well as Rex did,
and he was a most interesting talker. And all the while she was sensible of
having seen his face somewhere before.
She thought at first it might have been in a portrait painted as a
frontispiece to his book. At the first opportunity she slipped off to the boys'
room and looked it up. But there was no portrait therembt shoes.
Finally she decided that she must have passed him in the street in the city
some time and resolved to think no more about it.
Eva was pleased with the visitor too. They had a very merry supper party. The
clash of opinions about what to do with their money was stilled for the time
while they all listened to the very entertaining stones told by their guest.
He was, it seemed, on his way home from the oil regions of Pennsylvania
whither he had gone to secure the local color for a new story. In fact he had
traveled very extensively in his short life, for he was not yet thirty.
At one time he had lived among a tribe of blacks in Africa; at another been a
member of a party of exiled Russians, on tramp to the mines of Siberia. He was
telling of an exciting adventure he had had among the Arabs when the twinkling
lights in a train crossed the trestle caused him to come to a sudden pauseMBT Shoes.
"I must be thinking of the time," he said taking out his watch, and trying to
see the figures on its face by the moonlight. "I don't want to miss the last
train in to town."
"Oh, do, please," pleaded Rex. "You can stay here just as well as not. Syd
won't be home and you can have his room. The last train goes in half an hour;
you won't nearly have exhausted your stock of stories by then. Please stay."
"We should be very glad to have you do so, Mr. Keeler," said Eva.
"But this is trespassing altogether too much on your hospitality," he
returned. "Besides, you scarcely know me and I didn't come prepared. I left
Philadelphia this morning, meaning to be back there by night."
"Oh, we'll fix you out," said Rex with an air of finality, "so go on with
your Arab story."
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