Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 38: what you’re looking at

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30 HAWK'S NEST. seeking new sights—as man who smokes a Persian chibogue when at home, wears a Turkish fez, who has a memento of every people under the sun, and who believes in Bob Pemberton through thick and thin, as a boy after his own heart. Then comes Guy Livingstone—handsome, grace- ful, polished—a cool customer, an unscrupulous enemy, anda man to be handled at all times with gloves. | Last, but not least Monsieur Merle, the Franco- American man of law, a dried up specimen who might pass for an Egyptian mummy in the hands of a Bar- num, and yet who poses as a Beau Brummel, strange to say, wearing the most amazing cravats, his hobby, and a man who never knows in the bright lexicon of legal phraseology such a word as fail—who has sought Miss Gordon far and wide—/or a purpose. A singular collection, truly, when Bob’s own angular figure, and the velvet-clad form of the vivacious gypsy are added. By this time Pemberton is mounted—at least, thank Heaven he is a horseman, owing to his Kentucky birth. Gypsy bounds upon the back of a sable steed with the ease of an independent soul—the horse whinnies a welcome, showing that it must be her own prop- erty. ‘"We are ready, gentlemen—let us head for Hawk’s Nest,’’ she exclaims. Riding by the side of Senator John, she leans over and says: ‘You would do well to keep alongside your friend CoOnnicoooks.Conn