Mr. Pinckney frowned, for no gondola was near, but after a few minutes up came two.
Hennessey, with his finger on the will, had been staring at Pinckney during this.
Pinckney discovered the value of a straight line from front to rear.
“I was the same way myself when I was her age,” said Hennessey to Pinckney.
Sure that Miss Pinckney would not come down again, Phyl rose and crossed the garden towards the gate.
Pinckney stood for a moment aghast at the change in the girl.
It is now committed to Mr. Pinckney, who also carries the gazettes, laws, and other public papers for you.
It seemed to Pinckney that he had never seen the real Phyl before.
But Captain Pinckney had recovered his supercilious ease with the significant demand.
Outside Phyl was silent and Pinckney seemed occupied by thoughts of his own.