Richard Forrest, Bachelor — page 105: what you’re looking at

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96 MAKING A PROMISE. you don’t wish to to-night,’’ stated Dick, quietly. ‘‘So ap- parently I’m wasting words. Oh, well, you needn’t rely upon my judgment, you understand it may be worth sim- ply nothing, but you know my motives are of the best,’’ ‘“‘Pshaw! that goes without saying. ’’ ‘‘So no harm’s done, and we’ll drop the subject,’’ he con- cluded. . Arthur sat with drooping head, the picture of despair. Finally, with an effort, ‘*You’re right, old man,’’ he said, forlornly, ‘‘I’m of no earthly use; I could hardly tell the day of the week; so take me in hand, won’t you? There’s a good fellow, and I promise to do just as you direct.’’ Dick refilled his pipe, which was going out. | ‘*"That’s right,’’ he remarked, apparently satisfied. GOmIichookssco