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Farnol, Jeffery, 1878-1952

"The Definite Object A Romance of New York"

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"You bet there ain't!" grinned Larry, "come on, Kid!"


CHAPTER XX
OF AN EXPEDITION BY NIGHT

"Why, Mr. Geoffrey, what you settin' here in the dark for?"
"Is it dark, Mrs. Trapes?"
"My land! Can't you see as it's too dark t' see, and--oh, shucks, Mr.
Geoffrey!"
"Certainly, Mrs. Trapes! But can't you see that the whole world--my
world, anyway--is full of a refulgent glory, a magic light where nothing
mean or sordid can possibly be, a light that my eyes never saw till now
nor hoped to see, a radiance that may never fail, I hope--a--er--"
"Oh, go on, Mr. Geoffrey, go on. Only I guess I'll light the gas jest
the same, if you don't mind!" Which Mrs. Trapes did forthwith. "But what
was you a-doin' of all alone in the dark?"
"Glorying in life, Mrs. Trapes, and praising the good God for health and
strength to enjoy it and the fulness thereof--"
"'Fulness thereof' meanin' jest what, Mr. Geoffrey?"
"The most beautiful thing in a beautiful world, Mrs. Trapes."
"An' that's Hermy, I s'pose. An' all that talk o' glory an' radiance an'
magic light means as you've been an' spoke, I guess?"
"It does.


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