Farmer's magazine (January-December 1920) . r for San Francisco. Yourterrible accusation has grieved me to suchan extent that I do not feel equal to thetask of confronting you until, in a morejudicial frame of mind, you can trulyabsolve me of the charge of wishing to doaway with young Cardigan. Your affectionate UNCLE SETH. Shirleys lip curled. With a rarer,keener intuition than she had hithertomanifested, she sensed the hypocrisy be-tween the lines; she was not deceived. He has gone to San Francisco for moreammunition, she soliloquized. Very well,Unkie-dunk! While youre away, I shallmanufactu
Farmer's magazine (January-December 1920) . r for San Francisco. Yourterrible accusation has grieved me to suchan extent that I do not feel equal to thetask of confronting you until, in a morejudicial frame of mind, you can trulyabsolve me of the charge of wishing to doaway with young Cardigan. Your affectionate UNCLE SETH. Shirleys lip curled. With a rarer,keener intuition than she had hithertomanifested, she sensed the hypocrisy be-tween the lines; she was not deceived. He has gone to San Francisco for moreammunition, she soliloquized. Very well,Unkie-dunk! While youre away, I shallmanufacture a few bombs myself. After breakfast she left the house andwalked to the intersection of B with WaterStreet. Jules Rondeau and his crew oflumberjacks were there, and with twopolicemen guarded the crossing. Rondeau glanced at Shirley, surprised,then lifted his hat. Shirley looked fromthe woods bully to the locomotive and backto Rondeau. Rondeau, she said, Mr. Cardigan is abad man to fight. You fought him you going to do it again?. 6o??o: V?,» o;.<?;cl lip m mm ffmmm iPoPOMi ©.•????:6-o- WQ?? :ov;;-bO 6-o:iOf>. mm
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