Mrs. Bob: A Novel — page 178: what you’re looking at

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170 THE WALKING WAS GOOD. CHAPTER XIX. THE WALKING WAS GOOD. Of course it would not be complete without a breakdown. ‘The accident occurs to the engine, and they lie still for some twenty minutes. Bob, usually so cool, actually fumes, the Senator walks up and down. outside, smoking, while Joe finds certain pleas- ure in chatting with Gypsy, and, in a sly way, ascer- taining whether she knows anything about a cousin naimned Blanche, or if indeed, she has ever heard that Colonel Corneel was married. At length the Senator marches down in the direc- tion of the engine. Five minutes later he turns up, his face wreathed in smiles. ‘Turn out!’ he says. ‘“Wherefore?’?’ demands Bob. ‘“The walking is good to Fayette.” ‘Yes, but the distance ?’’ ‘One mile.”? , ‘‘Ah! then we’re with you, my friend, if there’s. any likelihood of a long stay here.’? ‘Gypsy, what do you say ?”? ‘I can walk with the best. You remember you once called me a Diana,”’ she laughs. They joke each other at the odd spectacle of four travelers stringing down the track, with what bag- gage they possess, while the sun hangs over the “ CONNIE VOOKS. CORN ——