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And then a man who had just emerged from the street door coming from the elevator accosted him. "Can you tell me anything about a man by the name of Carroll that's been running a sort of promoting business up in No. 233," he asked, and his face looked reddened unnaturally. The young man thought he had probably been drinking, but Allbright thought he looked angry.
"Guess he's hurted pretty bad," remarked another policeman, who was a handsome athlete. "Hospital?" inquired the first, who was a man of few words, of Allbright. "I guess we'd better have him taken to my house. It's right here," replied Allbright. "Then we'll call in Dr. Wilson and see how much is the matter with him. Maybe he's only stunned.
'Why, Allbright, of course; didn't I tell you the baby was dead. Been dead three years how could it cry? 'Well, never mind how it could cry how could it KEEP all that time? says Davy. 'You answer me that. 'I don't know how it done it, says Ed. 'It done it though that's all I know about it. 'Say what did they do with the bar'l? says the Child of Calamity.
The thing gained and gained, and I judged it must be a dog that was about tired out. Well, we swung down into the crossing, and the thing floated across the bright streak of the moonshine, and, by George, it was bar'l. Says I "Dick Allbright, what made you think that thing was a bar'l, when it was a half a mile off," says I. Says he "I don't know." Says I "You tell me, Dick Allbright." He says
"I think I am justified in telling you all not to worry in the least, that you will be paid every dollar," said Allbright; but he looked perplexed and troubled. "It looks mighty black, his not sending us word he was going to close the office," said Day; and then appeared the tall, lean man who wanted his two thousand odd dollars.
A good many wanted to kill Dick Allbright, because he'd seen the bar'l on other trips, and that had an ugly look. Some wanted to put him ashore. Some said, let's all go ashore in a pile, if the bar'l comes again. 'This kind of whispers was still going on, the men being bunched together forrard watching for the bar'l, when, lo and behold you, here she comes again.
The doctor and Allbright remained working over him, but it was within fifteen minutes before the time when the last train for Banbridge was due to leave New York that he made the first absolutely conscious motion. "He is feeling for his watch," said Allbright, in an agitated whisper. His wits were sharpened with regard to Carroll's watch.
Here, Corporal Lincoln and Pte. Allbright, the Orderly Room clerks, took it in turn to look after the papers, keep the fire alight and generally make a happy home out of a crazy shanty with a wobbly roof and a door facing the Boche.
"Where does he live?" asked the doctor, of Allbright. "I don't know exactly. Somewhere out on the Pennsylvania Railroad." "You don't know?" repeated the doctor, with a faint accent of surprise. Allbright shook his head. "You were book-keeper in his office?" "Yes, but I haven't been there for some time. I never asked any questions." The doctor turned and looked at Carroll.
He then closed the pocket-book with a deft motion, but not before the clerk had seen that it was nearly empty. He also saw something else before Carroll brought his light overcoat together over his chest. "It is really cold to-night," he said. "I am very much obliged to you, sir, for the money," Allbright said, putting the notes in his old pocket-book.
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