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id: 3370
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Volume 5
author: Howells, William Dean
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  March was too proud to ask either Fulkerson or Conrad whether the old man "They seem to be having a pretty good time in there," said Fulkerson, had little but her good-nature to avail her in any exigency, and if Mrs. Horn or Miss Vance had come to call after a year of neglect, she would Conrad looked confusedly around, and the same voice said again, "Mr. Dryfoos!" and he saw that it was a lady speaking to him from a coupe "Lindau''s going to come out all right, I guess," said Fulkerson. "I don''t know what the old man''s going to do," he said to March It''s just like Air. Fulkerson said, if he thinks you want him Beaton said nothing, and the old man went on. "But you may find it do you good, Mr. Dryfoos," said March, with a


id: 3367
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Volume 2
author: Howells, William Dean
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  "Surely, Alma," said her mother, "you remember Mr. Beaton''s telling us he "Introduce you to Mr. March, our editor, Mr. Beaton," Fulkerson said, March smiled and said, dryly, "Those are the numbers that Mr. Fulkerson "I think he would," said March, on whom the scope of Fulkerson''s "Oh, you don''t think I could have meant anything against him!" said Mrs. March, with the tender fervor that every woman who lived in the time of "I''m sorry my father isn''t here," said the young man to Mrs. March. "Look here, March," said Fulkerson, with the effect of taking a fresh "Yes," said March; "and I was going out to look up Lindau this morning. "Why, old man, you''re coming in on the divvy, you know," said Fulkerson. "I should like Mr. Beaton to see it," said Mrs. Leighton, in a sort of time." Mrs. Leighton said something like this whenever the Marches were


id: 3366
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Volume 1
author: Howells, William Dean
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  "Now, you think this thing over, March, and let me know the last of next "Couldn''t offer you such swell quarters in New York, March," Fulkerson "Look here, Fulkerson," said March, "you''d better call this fortnightly "Ah, now you''re talking like a man and a brother," said Fulkerson. March, old man, do you suppose I''d come on here and try to talk you into she went on with March to look up a dwelling of some sort in New York. "Looks something like the sea-serpent," said March, drying his hands on "I wouldn''t have anything to occupy me if I hadn''t kept you in mind, Mrs. March," said Fulkerson, going off upon as good a speech as he could "Of course, we don''t look like New-Yorkers," sighed Mrs. March, "and "Well, then," said Mrs. March, "let''s look at houses." "Well, I''m just coming to live in New York," March said, looking over at


id: 3369
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Volume 4
author: Howells, William Dean
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  "I don''t know that it matters," said Mrs. March. "Yes, we''ve got a little arrangement of that sort with March here," said "Look out, Lindau," said Fulkerson. mocking air of having expected it when she said: "Well, then, if Mr. Fulkerson says he will see that it all comes out right, I suppose you "You''re all right, colonel," said Fulkerson, "and so is Mr. Dryfoos. Fulkerson came back to March, who had turned toward Conrad Dryfoos, and table Colonel Woodburn was placed on Dryfoos''s right, and March on his March sat on Fulkerson''s right, with Lindau next him; and the young "Put you next to March, Mr. Lindau," said Fulkerson, "so you can begin to "By-the-way, March," said Fulkerson, "what sort of an idea would it be to "Well," said Fulkerson, "he''s going to leave Lindau to me. "As between Mr. Dryfoos and Mr. March," said the colonel.


id: 3368
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Volume 3
author: Howells, William Dean
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  "I guess my wife won''t ever get used to New York," said Dryfoos, and he "I hope you feel comfortable here, Mr. March," the old man said, bringing "Too comfortable for a working-man," said March, and he thought that this said Fulkerson, hardily, "and I like to keep my hand in with a little "Comes right down to business, every time!" said Fulkerson, referring the "Well, my dear," said Mrs. March, "just let me know when you''re tempted "I didn''t know but I had snored," said the old man, sitting up. "Like your natural-gas man, Mr. Beaton," said the girl, with a smiling "Ah!" said Wetmore, stirring his tea, "has Beaton got a natural-gas man?" "My natural-gas man," said Beaton, ignoring Wetmore''s question, "doesn''t my pupils, Miss Vance--a little girl that Beaton discovered down in New "I''m like father," said Christine, softened a little by the celebration


id: 4600
title: A Hazard of New Fortunes — Complete
author: Howells, William Dean
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  March, old man, do you suppose I''d come on here and try to talk you into "I wouldn''t have anything to occupy me if I hadn''t kept you in mind, Mrs. March," said Fulkerson, going off upon as good a speech as he could "Well, then," said Mrs. March, "let''s look at houses." "Well, I''m just coming to live in New York," March said, looking over at "Oh, you don''t think I could have meant anything against him!" said Mrs. March, with the tender fervor that every woman who lived in the time of "I''m sorry my father isn''t here," said the young man to Mrs. March. "Why, old man, you''re coming in on the divvy, you know," said Fulkerson. time." Mrs. Leighton said something like this whenever the Marches were "I don''t know what the old man''s going to do," he said to March


