This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 Excerpt: ...much I have to do." CHAPTER IX It did occur to Biocletes, that, after all, as the wailing young man was not a moonbeam, and had not a climbing makeup, he had been smart in the selection of one who had. He put that aside as a very small item in the meagre list of the yew hedge man's virtues, though he realized it was ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1920 Excerpt: ...much I have to do." CHAPTER IX It did occur to Biocletes, that, after all, as the wailing young man was not a moonbeam, and had not a climbing makeup, he had been smart in the selection of one who had. He put that aside as a very small item in the meagre list of the yew hedge man's virtues, though he realized it was wise to gt helpers of the right sort for the accomplishment of a given object. He did not believethat, in the eyes of a true woman, that would do much toward balancing the other side of the ledger which contained the abhorrent item that a man who couldn't win his own lady love, was going to marry her. "To run away, too!" exploded Biocletes, with such indignation that he drew a deep breath and the hinges of the casket parted again. "It is because I make myself bigger down between my waist and my throat," said Biocletes, and, exultantly, he drew such a very deep breath, that the hinges of the casket were strained so far apart, they fell out of position and could not get together again, so there was a good sized crack all along the back of the box. Hastily, Biocletes threw the yew hedge man's note through this crack made by the parted hinges. So accurate was his aim, that the bit of paper fell at the very feet of the princess. The princess started from her meditations and caught up the little billet. Eagerly, Biocletes watched her. He clenched his fists tightly and brought together his jaws with a grip of determination to do something, whatever that something might be. "Isn't there anything in the world that will show my beautiful princess the worthlessness of that fellow!" between white set lips. "Must she find it out for herself when it is too late! Isn't there something or somebody to take care of beautifu...
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