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settle yourselves in a hundred different ways in New York, that is one merit of the place. But if everything else fails, we can come back to this. I want you to take the refusal of it, Basil. And well commence looking this very evening as soon as weve had dinner. I cut a lot of things out of the Herald as we came on. See here!" She took a long strip of paper out of her hand-bag with minute advertisements pinned transversely upon it, and forming the effect of some glittering nondescript vertebrate. "Looks something like the sea-serpent," said March, drying his hands on the towel, while he glanced up and down the list. "But we shant have any trouble. Ive no doubt there are half a dozen things there that will do. You havent gone up-town? Because we must be near the Every Other Week office." "No; but I wish Mr. Fulkerson hadnt called it that! It always makes one think of jam yesterday and jam tomorrow, but never jam to-day, in Through the Looking-Glass. Theyre all in this region." They were still at their table, beside a low window, where some sort of never-blooming shrub symmetrically balanced itself in a large pot, with a leaf to the right and a leaf to the left and a spear up the middle, when Fulkerson came stepping square-footedly over the thick dining-room carpet. He wagged in the air a gay hand of salutation at sight of them, and of repression when they offered to rise to meet him; then, with an apparent simultaneity of action he gave a hand to each, pulled up a chair from the next table, put his hat and stick on the floor beside it, and seated himself. "Well, youve burned your ships behind you, sure enough," he said, beaming his satisfaction upon them from eyes and teeth. "The ships are burned," said March, "though Im not sure we alone did it. But here we are, looking for shelter, and a little anxious about the disposition of the natives." "Oh, theyre an awful peaceable lot," said Fulkerson. "Ive been round among the caciques a little, and I think Ive got two or three places that will just suit you, Mrs. March. How did you leave the children?" "Oh, how kind of you! Very well, and very proud to be left in charge of the smoking wrecks." Fulkerson naturally paid no attention to what she said, being but secondarily interested in the children at the best. "Here are some things right in this neighborhood, within gunshot of the office, and if you want you can go and look at them to-night; the agents gave me houses where the people would be in." "We will go and look at them instantly," said Mrs. March. "Or, as soon as youve had coffee with us." "Never do," Fulkerson replied. He gathered up his hat and stick. "Just rushed in to say Hello, and got to run right away again. I tell you, March, things are humming. Im after those fellows with a sharp stick all the while to keep them from loafing on my house, and at the same time Im just bubbling over with ideas about The Lone Hand--wish we could call it that!--that I want to talk up with you." "Well, come to breakfast," said Mrs. March, cordially. "No; the ideas will keep till youve secured your lodge in this vast wilderness. Good-bye." "Youre as nice as you can be, Mr. Fulkerson," she said, "to keep us in mind when you have so much to occupy you." "I wouldnt have anything to occupy me if I hadnt kept you in mind, Mrs. March," said Fulkerson, going off upon as good a speech as he could apparently hope to make. "Why, Basil," said Mrs. March, when he was gone, "hes charming! But now we mustnt lose an instant. Lets see where the places are." She ran over the half-dozen agents permits. "Capital-first-rate-the very thing-every one. Well, I consider ourselves settled! We can go back to the children to-morrow if we like, though I rather think I should like to stay over another day and get a little rested for the final pulling up thats got to come. But this simplifies everything enormously, and Mr. Fulkerson is as thoughtful and as sweet as he can be. I know you will get on well with him. He has such a good heart. And his attitude toward you, Basil, is beautiful always--so respectful; or not that so much as appreciative. Yes, appreciative--thats the word; I must always keep

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