He declared that they reminded him of grand opera, which
remark sent Maude into a fit of satirical laughter, and Florence up to
her room in a pout.
Then Maude fell to asking Quincy questions about himself, to which he
returned evasive and untruthful answers, until she was, as she said,
completely disgusted. Then she dropped her head upon his shoulder, and
with the arms of the brother whom she dearly loved clasped around her,
she went to sleep. He looked at the sweet girlish face and thought, not
of her, but of Alice.
Next morning he was up early, for he knew that a busy day was before
him. The last thing before retiring, and the first thing upon getting
up, he examined his inside vest pocket, to see if that precious letter,
that priceless trust that he had given his knightly word to deliver, was
safe.
He breakfasted early, and eight o'clock found him in Bowdoin Square, at
the corner of Green and Chardon Streets. His first visit was to a safe
manufactory, a few doors from the corner, where he purchased one for the
firm of Strout & Maxwell.
After traversing both sides of Friend Street, he finally settled upon
two horses, stout country roadsters, and left an order for their
shipment to Eastborough Centre, when they were notified that the wagons
were ready.
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