The Daughter of a Magnate - Page 97/119

He was saying, "Yes--some of it thirty feet. Morris Blood is

tunnelling on the Pilot branch this morning; it's bad up there, but the

main line is clear from end to end. Surely, you never looked so sweet

in your life. Gertrude, Gertrude, you're a beautiful girl. Do you

know that? What are those fellows shouting about? Me? Not at all.

They're cheering you."