[Beth Norvell by Randall Parrish]@TWC D-Link bookBeth Norvell CHAPTER V 7/23
'Hicks,' he panted, 'did I git fifty dollars' worth ?' 'I rather reckon ye did,' I said, thoughtfully, 'en maybe it mought be a hundred.' An' then he laughed, an' brushed the dust off his clothes.
'All right, then,' says he; 'let's eat.' An' I never see no nicer feller after he got thet load offen his mind." Winston, totally unconscious that he had thus achieved an enviable reputation in certain rather exclusive social circles of San Juan, proceeded straight to the hotel, pausing merely a moment in the wash-room to make himself a trifle more presentable, tramped up the stairs, and rapped briskly at Miss Norvell's door.
He was still flushed with victory, while the natural confidence felt in her appreciation of his efforts yielded him a sense of exhilaration not easily concealed.
The door was promptly opened, and, with her first glance, she read the success of his mission pictured within his face. As instantly her eyes smiled, and her hand was extended in the cordiality of welcome. "I can perceive without a word being spoken that you discovered your man," she exclaimed, "and I am so glad!" "Yes," he returned, stepping past, and emptying his pockets on the white coverlet of the bed.
"There is the money." She glanced at the pile doubtfully. "What money ?" "Why, yours, of course.
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