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At last the German came to his feet slowly with a sigh. "Anyhow, gendlemens," he remarked, "dat young man has a hell of a lod of diamonds, ain'd id?" It was a few minutes past four o'clock when Mr. Wynne strode through the immense retail sales department of the H. Latham Company, and a uniformed page held open the front door for him to pass out.
"It is either the Koh-i-noor or an exact duplicate," said Mr. Czenki. "It is the Koh-i-noor," repeated Mr. Cawthorne doggedly. "Id seems to me," interposed Mr. Schultze, "dat if der Koh-i-noor vas missing somebody would haf heard, ain'd id? I haf nod heard. Mr. Czenki made a misdake der oder day maybe you make id to-day?" "You have made a mistake, I assure you, Mr. Cawthorne," remarked Mr.
"You should read dose Arkoos newsbapers: den you should know somet'ings alretty, ain'd it?" said Tischer. Brodrick laughed. "If you see it in the papers, it's so," he quoted. "What the Argus doesn't say would make a 'nough sight bigger book than what it does. But I've been kind o' watchin' that man Kent. He's been hot after the major, right from the jump.
At this moment a hollow groan seemed to come from beneath the chair on which Hans sat, and the Dutch lad gave a jump, getting on his feet quickly, and peering under the chair, his face growing pale, as he chattered: "Vot vos dot, ain'd id?" Some of the other boys were not a little alarmed, for all had heard it distinctly. "It it actually sounded like a groan!" said Wat Snell.
"You yoost put your money by der builtun-loan 'sociation, Toby," she advised gently. "Dey safe ut fer you." "T'ree hunder' fifta dolla no!" answered her betrothed. "I keep in de pock'!" He showed her where the bills were pinned into his corduroy waistcoat pocket. "See! Eesa yau! Onna my heart, libra Ogostine!" "Toby, uf you ain'd dake ut by der builtun-loan, blease put ut in der bink?"
"What's this?" demanded Jarrow, turning back to stare at the bill. Vanderzee leaned over the bar, and Peth craned his neck forward, maintaining his eternal grin. They had never seen Dinshaw with so much wealth before. "Money!" piped Dinshaw, triumphantly. "Has he gone plumb loco?" asked Jarrow, looking at Vanderzee. "Dot money ain'd crassy," said the black man.
Kent clambered to the footplate of the smart eight-wheeler. "Can you make it by two o'clock?" he asked, when the engineer, a big-boned, blue-eyed Norwegian, dropped the reversing lever into the corner for the start. "Ay tank maybe so, ain'd it? Yust you climb opp dat odder box, Mester Kent, and hol' you' hair on.
"Mein Gott, Laadham, how do you know when you haf der boil on der pack of your neck? You can'd zee him, ain'd id?" Mr. Schultze turned to Mr. Czenki. "Der dhree of us vill go und zee Mr. Wynne. Id iss der miracle! Vass iss, iss, und id don'd do any good to say id ain'd."
"Will you fight if he agrees to meet you?" "Yaw." "All right. There can't be any backing out now, understand that. You are in for a fight, if Gallup doesn't apologize." "Yaw; but you mighd influence him to abologize uf you couldt, ain'd id?" "It would not be proper to bring any undue influence to bear on him. I shall carry your challenge to him immediately."
"Toby," she said, "lieber Toby, I am so all-lofing by you you are sitch a good maan I am so so I am yoost all-lofing by you!" And she cried heartily upon his shoulder. "Toby, uf you ain'd here for me to-morrow by eckseckly dwelf o'glock, uf you are von minutes late, I'm goin' yoost fall down deat! Don' you led nothings happen mit you, Toby."
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