Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 68: what you’re looking at

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GUY HAMMERSLEY. 59 doing when he was the living image of his handsome sister, only a trifle shorter and carrying his head a little more confidently ? It transpired that Miss Farleigh wanted some new music, too, and before the boys had a chance to ex- change more than half a dozen words, Colonel Starr suggested that Guy show Ward the way to Ditson’s. Nothing loath, he expressed his entire readiness to do so, and the two were soon walking down Broadway together. ‘‘Do you know,” began young Farleigh, as soon as they were in the street, ‘‘1 find it almost impossi- _ble to realize that Iam in America. A month ago I had no more idea of coming than of taking a journey to Mercury.” ‘‘Then—you have not known Colonel Starr long?” asked Guy, tentatively, for he was anxious to ascer- tain how the Farleighs came to have business rela- tions with the impresario. “Only two months,” was the answer. ‘‘ You see, this is the way of it. My sister—my elder ~ one, Gwendoline—has let our house in London for lodgers since father died, and Colonel Starr stopped with us when he was over this summer. He heard Ruth play and just about went wild over it. De- clared that she’d make a fortune if she only came to America, and finally persuaded us into it. Iwas just out of school, and sister had some money saved up to start me in business, but the colonel told us that in one season the amount would be quadrupled, so we spent part of it to cross‘and the rest of it is going in hotel bills. And I say, what do you think of (ECO MLNCE cS (E(0)