Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 71: what you’re looking at

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62 GUY HAMMERSLEY. departure he had in so far succeeded that he was en- abled to get up a feeling of considerable curiosity to see the other members of the Starr Concert Company, whom he expected to find on the train. The Hammersleys and the Farleighs had arranged to go down to the ferry in the same carriage, and on arriving there found the colonel waiting for them, a bouquet of roses in each hand, one of which he. handed to Mrs. Hammersley, the other to Ruth Far- leigh. He had also provided tickets for the entire party, with pleasant quarters in the Pullman, and soon after the train started led the way to a well- spread dinner table in the dining car. ‘‘But, Colonel Starr,” queried Ruth, as they took seats and she noticed that all the chairs were filled, ‘‘where are the rest? ” ‘The rest, Miss Farleigh? Therest of what?” and the colonel smiled affably as he bent over the shoulder of the fair young przma donna. ‘‘“Why, the rest of the company, to be sure. I thought we should find them all here.” ‘‘Ah, cruel one, to remind me at this auspicious moment of the ‘shop,’ of the business cares that are whitening my hairs before their time. Ah, such a ‘heavenly’ tenor, as you ladies would say, as I had secured, and now he sends me word that he has the diphtheria and has been taken to the hospital. And my accompanist, a buffo bass of wonderful abilities, has been served with a subpoena as a witness in an important case and cannot join us till next week some time,” Guy and Ward exchanged swift, meaning glances, Gomicboo <S (€(@) m